Gosha Vans lyrics

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

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

[Verse 2: Lil Tracy & Joe Croskey]
Yeah, designer brands when I shop (Aye)
Hit that b*tch from the back then I get top (Aye, top, top)
She suck my di*k from five o'clock to six o'clock (Aye)
Coke rock, Gosha Vans, Tony Montana (Montana)
I could f*ck yo' momma, n*gga I could f*ck yo' grandma (Aye)
Excuse my French, that b*tch 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 b*tch wanna date me
b*tch you must be crazy
Yeah, aye
Gosha Vans Tracy (Aye, yeah)
That b*tch wanna date me
b*tch you must be crazy (Yeah, yeah)
[Outro: Joe Croskey]
Aye, yeah, yeah
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