CC No Vans Lyrics

No, you can't jack my swag

I spent racks on this closet, yeah

And you know go packs in my bag

I'm finna turn this party up

CC no vans

I sip lean pop xans

Bad b no pants

Got her soaking, yeah

No, you can't jack my swag

I spent racks on this closet, yeah

And you know go packs in my bag

I'm finna turn this party up

CC no vans

I sip lean, pop xans

Bad b, no pants

Got her soaking, yeah

If I skrr this whip, I'm gone

I'm the plug, so they call my phone

Light my bud, I'm stoned

I don't need no one, I do it on my own

I don't need nobody, I pop my shit

If I pull up to the party, it's gon' get lit

Prada tracksuit and raf on my kids

We gon' let it blick if you playin' them tricks

She tryna catch this vibe

Freestylin' I ain't gotta write

You know I stay high all the time

But you know that I stay on my grind

This md got me blind

Fuck with me you gotta get fly

Shots of tequila with the lime

And I ain't even reached my prime

Every time you see me, I'm faded

Your shit outdated, update it

Made a movie wit yo bitch, x-rated

You know I'm gonna make it, I prayed it

Now you can't catch up, ho, I'm sorry

I'mma jump from the top rope, like Jeff Hardy

This ain't disney channel, this ain't icarly

I'ma gas up and skr in a rarri

No, you can't jack my swag

I spent racks on this closet, yeah

And you know go packs in my bag

I'm finna turn this party up

CC no vans

I sip lean pop xans

Bad b no pants

Got her soaking, yeah

No, you can't jack my swag

I spent racks on this closet, yeah

And you know go packs in my bag

I'm finna turn this party up

CC no vans

I sip lean, pop xans

Bad b, no pants

Got her soaking, yeah