[Chorus]
Blue suede shoes that I’m rockin on my feet
Workin on a dub I’m a stranger to defeat
I stopped goin hard cause no one could compete
And Everybody on my team an mvp
Got Jerry curls, lookin like a brother wit a mullet
Maybe I should stick wit my hat Issa bucket
Ima real swell guy, yes women they love it
Y’all other dudes squares like ya nicknames punnent

[1st Verse]
Oh shit!
Ya boys back hotter than the stove is
Cookin up like the beat was frozen
The booth too hot nobody goes in
Walk in talkin loud like I ain’t notice
Don’t interrupt me, bitch ima Poet
Can’t visit if the door ain’t open
I don’t even let the mother fuckin hoes in

Ya see
Life’s likes a Sandwhich
I’m going ham and yessir some cheddar
Makin me cheese
could go bannanas
Dont know I haven’t? young buck’s a nut
But that’s how he eats
if you like me then you’ll never be full
Some niggas beef like they fed up wit bulls
meant to say cows but it’s really whatever
It’s harder to think when I’m Hungry as ever

But ya know how it is up in west Wayne
I make soundcloud rap a little less lame
I could be rich as shit wit all the times I get played
Then again I’ll be big by the next tape

Why?
Bitch Cause I said ima do it
Don’t doubt me it makes ya look stupid
fig Newton
And ya girlfriend built like a Buick

[2nd verse]
Blue suede shoes yeah he got the mojo
Everybody know that they want it
Got the new kicks and he rock the whole show
Everybody ask where he got it
They treat him like a sneaker head prophet
Every show the same damn topic
Is it from Sweden,
Korean?
Museum
Or neiman?
A demon
Adidas?
Or Jesus?
I need it!

Run run runnin like a mother fucker stealing
If I’m tryna spark an L then I don’t gotta face my feelings
Alright that’s cool but a little bit worrying
I think I’m boutta fold like a god damn accordion
My lifes a cartoon
flint stones but blacker
Wish I was the avatar
Byson flyin at ya
big big fan of havin
wind kick ass and haven’t
Been in traffic
A Yip yip yaba daba