Gosha Vans by Lil Tracy Lyrics

[Intro: Horeshi Joe]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't know why people are hating
It's all for fun
Yeah, aye, yeah

[Verse 1: Horeshi Joe]
Gosha Vans baby, we don't fuck with cops (Yeah, yeah)
Gosha Vans baby, I don't fuck with cops (Yeah, yeah)
In the club sipping Henny or Cîroc (Aye, yeah)
In the club sipping Henny or Cîroc (Yeah, yeah)
Gosha Vans baby, I don't fuck with cops (Aye, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, aye
Gosha Vans baby, I don't fuck with cops (Aye, yeah)
In the club sipping Henny or Cîroc (Aye, yeah)

[Verse 2: Lil Tracy & Horeshi Joe]
Yeah, designer brands when I shop (Aye)
Hit that bitch from the back then I get top (Aye, top, top)
She suck my dick from five o'clock to six o'clock (Aye)
Coke rock, Gosha Vans, Tony Montana (Montana)
I could fuck yo' momma, nigga I could fuck yo' grandma (Aye)
Excuse my French, that bitch wanna French (French, aye)
I might pull up to France, Euros in my pants (Euro, aye)
Yo' pockets got some lint, you ain't even got change for ten (For ten)
I got some diamonds on my neck, look the same as my rims (As my rims)
Yeah, aye
Gosha Vans Tracy, that bitch wanna date me
Bitch you must be crazy
Yeah, aye
Gosha Vans Tracy (Aye, yeah)
That bitch wanna date me
Bitch you must be crazy (Yeah, yeah)
[Outro: Horeshi Joe]
Aye, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Aye, yeah, yeah
Aye, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Aye, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Aye, yeah, yeah