Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'Luminati
This is a community, please get the fuck off the property
Rap be changing cause I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me
Niggas be wanting a verse for a verse, but man that's not a to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that look Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm an
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you 'bout?
Saw this shit comin' I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the when we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a
been so quiet, I got the world like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make sure you got a back up plan
that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the is comin' September, just wait on it
This year I'm your food and my table got so many plates on it

Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my on it
Speakin' in lingo, man for my nigga that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that call up to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin's cause business is business, its financial
I'm always the 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 girl out with me, no
I'm trying give Halle Berry a baby and no one can me

[Hook:
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace Versace

2: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'Luminati
I that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that mighty

Shoes and Versace, your bitch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I told bitch "Versace"
Cheetah on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, don't fumble

Quavo]

[Verse 3:
You can do Truey, I do it
You the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I smoke
I set the trend, you niggas
Cookin' this dope like I work at
Look at the watch, blow it, hot some Taki
in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I Versace

Medusa, Medusa,
You niggas wishin' they knew yah
They coppin' the Truey, remixing the
My is fat as Rasputia
Feet and same shirt like I'm the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, call me
Lot of you niggas copy
Look at my Versace, Versace

Quavo]

[Verse 4:
King of Versace, Medusa my
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely they can't copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my
Money my mission, two bitches, kissin'
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young Offset no but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they like the Pistons

Codeine sippin, I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You that I'm living
I'm up in gold, but no Pharaoh
handcuffs, that's Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat,
I I'm the don, but no Rocco
the life that I chose,
Bought out the store, can't go back no
Versace my clothes while I'm them bows
Versace over it took out my soul

Quavo]