Versace, Versace
Medusa head on me like I'm '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
And I know that they're mighty
Wow, I mean I just left the Versace store
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Quavo, ya, ya, ya
Versace, Versace
Medusa head on me like I'm '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
And I know that they're mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace
Your b!tch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk
I told that b!tch "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve
But I ain't ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it
N!gga don't fumble
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Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, go
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You can do Truey, I do Versace
You copped the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you n!ggas copy
Cooking the d**e, like I work at Hibachi
Lookin and watching, blow it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my sheet Versace
When i go to sleep, I dream Versace
Medusa, Medusa, Medusa
These n!ggas, they wishing they knew ya
They coppin' the Truey, remixing the Louie
My blunts is fat as Rasputia
In a striped shirt like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, Call me Michael
Lot of you n!ggas they copy
Look at my closet Versace, Versace
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Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
King of Versace, Medusa my wifey
My car is Versace
Tiger stripes on my Mazi
I'm dressing so nice
They can't even copy
You think I'm Egyptian
This gold on my body
My money my mission
Two b!tches they kissing
My diamonds is pissy
My swag is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher
But you n!ggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds dey look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace
I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You know that I'm living
I'm draped up in gold but no Pharaoh
Rockin' handcuffs, that's Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat, overload
I'm think I'm the don, but no Rocko
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 took over, it took out my soul
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace
Medusa head on me like I'm '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
And I know that they're mighty
Wow, I mean I just left the Versace store
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Wow
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
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Versace, Versace, Versace
Quavo, ya, ya, ya
Versace, Versace
Medusa head on me like I'm '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
And I know that they're mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace
Your b!tch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk
I told that b!tch "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve
But I ain't ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it
N!gga don't fumble
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, go
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
You can do Truey, I do Versace
You copped the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you n!ggas copy
Cooking the d**e, like I work at Hibachi
Lookin and watching, blow it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my sheet Versace
When i go to sleep, I dream Versace
Medusa, Medusa, Medusa
These n!ggas, they wishing they knew ya
They coppin' the Truey, remixing the Louie
My blunts is fat as Rasputia
In a striped shirt like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, Call me Michael
Lot of you n!ggas they copy
Look at my closet Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
King of Versace, Medusa my wifey
My car is Versace
Tiger stripes on my Mazi
I'm dressing so nice
They can't even copy
You think I'm Egyptian
This gold on my body
My money my mission
Two b!tches they kissing
My diamonds is pissy
My swag is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher
But you n!ggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds dey look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace
I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You know that I'm living
I'm draped up in gold but no Pharaoh
Rockin' handcuffs, that's Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat, overload
I'm think I'm the don, but no Rocko
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 took over, it took out my soul
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace