Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'Luminati This is a gated community, please get the off the property Rap must be changing cause I'm at the top and no one on top of me be wanting a verse for a verse, but man that's not a swap to me Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that like Metropolis I think I'm a million first week, man I guess I'm an optimist Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel Atlanta adopted us What the is you talkin' 'bout? Saw this comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion we in Miami The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a I've so quiet, I got the world like "What the fuck is he planning?" Just make sure you got a back up plan Cause that shit come in handy a label, the album is comin' September, just wait on it This year I'm eating food and my table got so many plates on it
Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit like "damn I look great on it" I do not fuck with new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my take on it Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the This for my that call up Fernando to move a piano Fuck all your feelin's cause business is business, its financial I'm the first one to get it, man that's how you lead by example
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Word in New is the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi" I'm all on the low, take a famous out with me, no paparazzi I'm give Halle Berry a baby and no one can stop me
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2: Quavo] Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'Luminati I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so Versace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know they're mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace, your bitch in on my pockets She ask me why my drawers silk, I that bitch "Versace" Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga don't
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[Verse 3: You can do Truey, I do it You copped the Honda, I the Mazi You the mid, I smoke exotic I set the trend, you niggas this dope like I work at Hibachi Look at the watch, blow it, hot some Taki in my room, my sheet Versace Go to sleep, I dream
Medusa, Medusa, You niggas they wishin' knew yah They coppin' the Truey, remixing the My is fat as Rasputia Feet and shirt like I'm Tony the Tiger I'm beating the pot, call me Lot of you niggas that at my closet Versace, Versace
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[Verse 4: King of Versace, my wifey My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi I'm dressin' so nicely can't even copy You'd think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my Money my mission, two bitches, they My is pissing, my swag is exquisite Young Offset no preacher but you listen Them and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my You know that I'm I'm draped up in gold, but no handcuffs, that's Ferragamo Bricks by the boat, I I'm the don, but no Rocco This the that I chose, Bought out the store, can't go no more my clothes while I'm selling them bows Versace take it took out my soul
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