Low Top Vanz Lyrics – Rylo Rodriguez

Read the full Low Top Vanz lyrics by Rylo Rodriguez from the album S.K.A.T.E. along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. In case you enjoyed this track, also check out other popular releases by Rylo Rodriguez like Idols R’ Us and Stir.

[Verse 1]
I’m getting money like a Jewish family
Tryna be father, I’m not Bryce and Bronny
My jewelry gay, it got some rainbows in it
The FN tan just like DJ Khaled
Then big Jon died for tryna take a Xanny
My cream soda dark as Patrick Beverly
My vans white, like a human trafficker
Saw a fit in Gucci and I kidnapped it
I can see the ocean view now as I’m rapping
We smacked your people and I hate it happened
I’m fu*king prostitutes for satisfaction

She wish her G6 high was everlasting
I’m tilting the pint bottle, like T.I. hat
I never post a shootout n!gga, ’cause I ain’t no rat
I got versatility, I’m not Doja Cat
When he get done, just tell him to bring you back

[Chorus]
‘Cause you missing out
‘Cause you missing out, you
Missing out

[Verse 2]
I’m a project baby, I still got all my trophies on the dresser
She left out with my jacket, ’cause she in love with Margiela
I woke up, bought a pint, but only five lines I gotta measure it
Don’t be that n**** who I charged for a feature, saying I left him
We falling off, never
It been three years and I ain’t drop, but I’m still trending
That new Lulu shirt cost so much that I wore Dingy
I left the jewelers with AP frost, this ain’t Wendy’s
I want the n!gga dead so bad I’m being friendly
He caught a hat for the gang and I don’t know him
She told me put my pride aside, but I’m not Frank Ocean
When I stack my bankroll up, it’s size of Nine Vicious (Bring me back to you)
I get my swag from Japan

She’s a G6 fan
She’s a G6 fanatic
Maybach got space like NASA
I got a PT in the passenger

[Verse 3]
I got a whole lot of fugitives inside a room
I got thirteen white people on Zoom
(Bring me back to you)
You smacked a killer, but you rapped, then it ain’t a song
You could mix up uppers with some downers, but you did it wrong
Gotta do some time but I know one day it gon’ bring me home
Bring me back to you
Bring me back to you (Bring me back to you)
I don’t care about fashion, lil bro know I ain’t got no Chrome plug
I held up my hat, they played the opps song in the club
I left out the store fresh to death, long live Michael Brown
That hoe be saying “Oh my God” like Karl-Anthony Towns
(Bring me back to you)

[Outro]
Shawty
I wanna come back to you
Shawty, yeah, yeah
I wanna come back to you
Shawty, yeah, yeah
I wanna come back to you