Versace (Remix)

Zaytoven
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 Oh shit, man, who that is?
 Shoutout Migos, shoutout Zaytoven one time
 That's Migos and Drake at the Versace store
 Versace, Versace
 Medusa head on me like I'm illuminati (Versace)
 This is a gated community
 Please get the fuck off the property (Gate)
 Rap must be changing 'cause I'm at the top
 And ain't no one on top of me (Woo)
 Niggas be wanting a verse for a verse
 But man that's not a swap to me (Nah)
 Drowning in compliments
 Pool in the backyard that look like Metropolis (Metropolis?)
 I think I'm sellin' a million first week
 Man, I guess I'm an optimist (Milli')
 Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us (Go)
 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 (Woo)
 I've 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 (Go, go)
 Started a label, the album is comin' September
 Just wait on it (Just wait on it)
 This year I'm eating your food
 And my table got so many plates on it (So many)
 Hundred-inch TV at my house
 I sit back like, damn I look great on it (Damn, I look good)
 I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga
 Don't ask for my take on it (Don't ask for my opinion)
 Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga
 That trap out the bando (Bando, bando)
 This for my niggas that call up Fernando to move a piano (Brr, brr, brr)
 Fuck all your feelin's 'cause business is business
 It's strictly financial (Business is business)
 I'm always the first one to get it
 Man that's how you lead by example (I got it)
 Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace (Versace)
 Word in New York is the Dyckman and Heights girls
 Are callin' me Papi (Woo, woo)
 I'm all on the low
 Take a famous girl out with me, no paparazzi (Splash)
 I'm tryna give Halle Berry a baby and no one can stop me (Smash)
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 Medusa head on me like I'm Illuminati
 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 they're 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 ain't ever been in the jungle
 Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga don't 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
 In a stripped shirt like I'm Tony the Tiger
 I'm 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
 I'm dressin' so nicely they can't even copy
 You'd think I'm 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 I'm grippin' them bands in my pocket
 You know that I'm livin'
 I'm draped up in gold, but no Pharaoh
 Rockin' handcuffs, that's Ferragamo
 Bricks by the boat, overload
 I think I'm the don, but no Rocco
 This the life that I chose
 Bought out the store, can't go back no more
 Versace my clothes while I'm sellin' them bows
 Versace take over it took out my soul
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 Zaytoven