text: Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Gotta get my Js on, gotta get my Js on
  Getting paid, you Minute Maid
  My shoes fresh bought like lemonade
  Two pairs of Vans, three pair of Js
  Im known around for my shoe game
  These other dudes, they too lame
  Kicks from Japan, they too strange
  Two white girls that go insane
  That fast life, Im switching lanes
  I talk a lot cause I swag a lot
  We 30 deep in the parking lot
  Jean jackets and snapbacks
  These ratchet women just hit the spot
  Walking in Zumiez, they now the name
  Havent blown up, I got the fame
  Hating on me dog, I am not to blame
  Dont compare me dog, Im not the same
  Dope shirts and fresh shoes
  Bad woman, thats good news
  Got my own style, I pick and choose
  We win so much, yall always lose
  If this song is just magic
  Any beat Ill trash it
  These rappers in the DMV are dead
  Now bring them caskets boy
  Lace em up, Machine Gun Kelly
  I am fresher than some veggies
  There aint nothing you can tell
  Wipe me down like you wiping off a Bentley
  Ima go and hit up Zumiez
  Watch me spend a couple centuries
  Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Gotta get my Js on, gotta get my Js on
  Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Gotta get my Js on, gotta get my Js on
  Man this house party straight bumping
  Everybody straight stunting
  Im turnt up to the max, brother you cant tell me nothing
  See we flexing hard like every day
  Women love my crew in every way
  Hater talk but the talk fades away
  Everybody got their hands up screaming Hey!
  Money making, booty shaking
  Living life feeling like Im famous
  I told you once, aint gonnaa tell you twice
  Lil Skies is just really bound to make it
  But forget the paper, Im wearing Taylors
  Laughing to the store while I see them haters
  No new friends so forget the fakers
  We balling like Spalding and the Lakers
  See Ima go and get it
  Been working all of my life and my work is never finished
  Ima keep on grinding cause the grind is always endless
  With my head up to the sky because the sky is the limit
  Watch me get it boy
  Lace em up, Machine Gun Kelly
  I am fresher than some veggies
  There aint nothing you can tell
  Wipe me down like you wiping off a Bentley
  Ima go and hit up Zumiez
  Watch me spend a couple centuries
  Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Gotta get my Js on, gotta get my Js on
  Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Cons, Vans, DCs, Nikes, gotta get my Js on
  Gotta get my Js on, gotta get my Js on