Versace (feat. Drake) [Remix]

Zaytoven Yeah 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) 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 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 Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace, Versace 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 Versace, Versace, Versace, 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, 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 Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Zaytoven