Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me I'm 'Luminati This is a community, please get the fuck off the property Rap must be changing cause I'm at the top and no one on top of me Niggas be a verse for a verse, but man that's not a swap to me Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like I think I'm a million first week, man I guess I'm an optimist Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like adopted us the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Saw this comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the when we in Miami The Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a Grammy I've been so quiet, I got the like "What the fuck is he planning?" make sure that you got a back up plan Cause that shit might in handy a label, the album is comin' September, just wait on it This year I'm eating your food and my table got so plates on it
inch TV at my house, I sit back like "damn I look great on it" I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, 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 cause business is business, its strictly financial I'm always the first one to get it, man how you lead by example
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Word in New York is the Dyckman and Heights girls are me "Papi" I'm all on the low, take a girl out with me, no paparazzi I'm trying give Halle a baby and no one can stop me
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[Verse 2: Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me I'm 'Luminati I that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy Versace, Versace, I it, Versace the top of my Audi My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that they're
Shoes and shirt Versace, your want in on my pockets She ask me why my silk, I told that bitch "Versace" print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungle Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga fumble
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[Verse 3: You can do Truey, I do it You copped the Honda, I copped the You smoke the mid, I smoke I set the trend, you niggas this dope like I work at Hibachi Look at the watch, it, hot like some Taki Come in my room, my Versace Go to sleep, I Versace
Medusa, Medusa, You niggas wishin' they knew yah coppin' the Truey, remixing the Louie My is fat as Rasputia Feet and same shirt like I'm the Tiger I'm the pot, call me Michael Lot of you that copy Look at my closet Versace,
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[Verse 4: of Versace, Medusa my wifey My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi I'm dressin' so nicely they can't copy You'd I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body my mission, two bitches, they kissin' My diamonds is pissing, my swag is Offset no preacher but you niggas listen Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the
Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them in my pocket You that I'm living I'm draped up in gold, but no handcuffs, that's Ferragamo Bricks by the boat, I think I'm the don, but no This the that I chose, Bought out the store, can't go back no Versace my clothes while I'm selling bows Versace take over it took out my
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