Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like Im Luminati
This is a gated community, please get the fuck off the property
That must be changin cause Im at the top and aint no one on top of me
Niggas be wantin a verse for a verse, but man thats not a swap to me
Drownin in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like Metropolis
I think Im sellin a million first week, man I guess Im an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin bout? Saw this shit comin like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion when we in Miami
The pillows Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a Grammy
I been so quiet, I got the world like What the fuck is he planning?
Just make sure that you got a back up plan cause that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin September, just wait on it
This year Im eating your food and my table got so many plates on it
Hundred 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, dont ask for my take on it
Speakin in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that call up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your feelins cause business is business, its strictly financial
Im always the first one to get it, man thats how you lead by example
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Word to New York cause the Dykeman and Heights girls are callin me Papi
Im all on the low, take a famous girl out with me, no paparazzi
Im tryna give Halle Berry a baby and no one can stop me
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Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like Im Luminati
I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the ducks, I know that theyre mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace, your bitch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I told that bitch Versace
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I aint ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga dont fumble
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You can do Truey, I do it Versace
You copped the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you niggas copy
Cookin this dope like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I dream Versace
Medusa, Medusa, Medusa
You niggas they wishin they knew yah
They coppin the Truey, remixing the Louie
My blunts is fat as Rasputia
Feet and same shirt like Im Tony the Tiger
Im beating the pot, call me Michael
Lot of you niggas that copy
Look at my closet Versace, Versace
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King of Versace, Medusa my wifey
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my Mazi
Im dressin so nicely they cant even copy
Youd think Im Egyptian, this gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, they kissin
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace Im gripping them bands in my pocket
You know that Im living
Im draped up in gold, but no Pharaoh
Rockin handcuffs, thats Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat, overload
I think Im the don, but no Rocco
This the life that I chose,
Bought out the store, cant go back no more
Versace my clothes while Im selling them bows
Versace take over it took out my soul
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