Osinachi - Kicks lyrics

[Hook] Bet you never seen a pair Bet you never seen a pair Bet you never seen a pair of kicks like mine [Verse 1] Well they ain't fly like me (no) Focus on the 3 Wardrobe looking mean You should see the way I lean Joe But they don't lean tho, he ain't never seen those I stunt easier than Mark Price free throws We gon' cop, un-deadstock Half-size smaller so I got church socks on Yeah, is it the way I flow My Dela clothes or my De La Souls I'm so much a solehead I go out and turn heads south They be lookin' at my toe game Every time I'm out, the block get wild Got Phil Knight's number in my speed dial (I'm fresh) I find it hard to shake broads So I skip hoes like a Harlem lace job Sorry to inform y'all, I don't relate to all You n***as wear fake X stars on Bapestas [Hook x2] Man, you ain't fly, you ain't stunting Them shoes ain't nothing Keep it coming with the kicks Get sick, y'all love it Y'all buggin', y'all dug it, I'm sitting on the sky, and I BET YA NEVER SEEN A PAIR OF KICKS LIKE MINE [Verse 2] Of those kicks, I got an onslaught Check the way I rock mines Star like Bape I am literally PonDon Nah, nah I don't really rock mine These one time hits, call them b**hes Rahman's A Rottweiler, wildin' on the scene Fifteen for the Tee, 350 for the jeans 450 on the sneaks, two beans on the bling No bling, that's a rubber band You talkin' to a G here Cheer for the green pack, I'm a Cheesehead Ray guns on, young make police scared Pradas on a Monday, Dunks on a Tuesday J's on a Wednesday, mix it up the whole week Hoes be on me, OG's on me No G R-Co-JP only And you ain't hip lil' n***a, go read a book or something Still shop on Eastbay, please man the hook'll tell em [Hook] [Verse 3] Wale Knievel, believe the dumb stunna 1-900 sneaker dead, keep em comin' Airmax crazy, whole lotta flavors Flight Club, New York, and DC's major We don't wear dunks for the hype We only wear fits if the fit feel right And I'm legit with it, I ain't even really trippin' Won't find me in Vans cause they look like slippers - pimpin' Chip & Pepper denim, got my Tiffany's over them OG penny's, I collected all four of 'em What up Greg Street, throw a youngin' bout 4 of 'em Ya boy McFly, I should ride in a Delorean Riding with my Laser 4 Jordans before you ordered 'em I'm a quick strike away, flyer than all of em Guaranteed the audience'll call it how I call it I ain't even gotta say it, you can hear it in the chorus [Outro] Bet you never seen a pair Bet you never seen a pair Bet you never seen a pair of kicks like mine Wipe 'em off, footwork Fresh, so fresh Stop, wipe 'em off, footwork Fresh, so fresh Man you ain't fly, you ain't stuntin' Them shoes ain't nothin' Keep it comin' with the kicks Get sick, y'all love it Y'all (fresh) Bet you never seen a pair of kicks like mine