Yezzys on my Feet 4

[Chorus: Lil Expired Lettuce]
Yezzys on my feet, I got Yezzys on my feet
Yeezys on my feet, yeah you know that's right
Yezzys on my feet make me look extra white
Yezzys on my feet, you can not afford
Yezzys on my feet like I drive a ford
Yezzys on my feet like I flex on the poor

[Verse 1: Lil Expired Lettuce & JJ LOVES SOME GRU]
Like you try to talk me, don't know who you are
Pull up on your block, pull up with that sports car
Kachigga, on Jah, I be cookin' straight bars
All of you haters are green like Shrek
5 more minutes on the xBox, this song is a bop
Hide the poop sock
3 fidget spinners, call it a hypnotizer
If you try to flex, warning: I'm a fighter
Countin' all my racks like it's Holy Tony
If you hate my style man you are phony
(Man, you are phony, man, you are phony)

[Verse 2: Hood Guy]
I got the Yezzys on my feet
You are average and I'm elite
You know I be flexing all this money
And I got all of my Gucci
Yeah, that's what I'm doing
Right out there fake flexing
Boy, why you running?
You ain't gonna hide, know I'm coming
And I'm gonna steal your fake Gucci
Because you don't deserve that
You were fake flexing, why did you do that?
I'm the greatest, that's who I am
Playing on the Wii till 3 AM
Yeah, on the weekend, got the Yezzys on my feet and I'm flexin'