Versace Shit

All the motherfuckers all the shit
You know I don't know where Imma end you know what I'm saying
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Versace that's the shit, don't know where Imma end
I need that money coming in, don't know where Imma end
I need to turn up with my g's, don't know where Imma end
I hear the haters talking shit, don't know where Imma end
You know Versace that's the shit, don't know where Imma end
I need that money coming in, don't know where Imma end
And I can turn up with my g's, don't know where Imma end
I hear the haters talking shit, don't know where Imma end
And I might come up with that flow and make you understand
I'm making records in a row, the money made me sinner
To the top is where I go, I'm battling on arenas
Making money that's the shit, don't get on my own business, yeah

I ain't spend no bag on a bitch, yeah
I ain't spend no bag on a bitch, yeah
If she is alone I call her sister
If she is alone I call her sister
I ain't spend no bag on a bitch, yeah
I ain't spend no bag on a bitch, yeah
Battling on arenas make you rich, yeah
Battling on arenas make you rich, yeah

Drip, drip, drip, we got a bag on the way
I got some thousands on account, I'm making more everyday
I keep these bitches all around to make sure I don't play
I got more records coming in so you know that I pray
I got more brothers on the street and they hungry for this
And they be grinding, grinding, grinding to get a watch on that wrist
I been working making moves, you know I'm OG
And if one day I make it I'll get all my g's
Hunnid for playing, the weed, the drink, the shit I do is up to me
We not the same you do is wack, I do this shit is alchemy
Turn up the game, I run the game, but boy you fucking tragedy
I run the game, I run the game, the shit I do is savagery
I reload the gun, I reload the gun, the shit is not funny
I feel like I'm Frank, I feel like I'm Frank, my brother that just me
Because of the pain, because of the pain, I bring my artistry
I'm fucking a bitch, I'm fucking a bitch, she wearing Versace

Versace that's the shit, don't know where Imma end
I need that money coming in, don't know where Imma end
I need to turn up with my g's, don't know where Imma end
I hear the haters talking shit, don't know where Imma end
You know Versace that's the shit, don't know where Imma end
I need that money coming in, don't know where Imma end
And I can turn up with my g's, don't know where Imma end
I hear the haters talking shit, don't know where Imma end
And I might come up with that flow and make you understand
I'm making records in a row, the money made me sinner
To the top is where I go, I'm battling on arenas
Making money that's the shit, don't get on my own business, yeah

I ain't spend no bag on a bitch, yeah
I ain't spend no bag on a bitch, yeah
If she is alone I call her sister
If she is alone I call her sister
I ain't spend no bag on a bitch, yeah
I ain't spend no bag on a bitch, yeah
Battling on arenas make you rich, yeah
Battling on arenas make you rich, yeah

Lotta shots, I don't fuck with the opps
I'm wearing flip flops, you better call the cops
I got you headlock, look all the shit I drop
My music nonstop, my brothers on the block
I'm making moves, making moves that's the shit I do
I'm calling bitches, calling bitches, call' em one, one, two
I'm making new songs, new tracks, come with my crew
And I promise Imma get it, Imma get it through

Versace that's the shit, don't know where Imma end
I need that money coming in, don't know where Imma end
I can to turn up with my g's, don't know where Imma end
I hear the haters talking shit, don't know where Imma end
And I might come up with that flow and make you understand
I'm making records in a row, the money made me sinner
To the top is where I go, I'm battling on arenas
Making money that's the shit, don't get on my own business, yeah

I ain't spend no bag on a bitch, yeah
I ain't spend no bag on a bitch, yeah
Battling on arenas make you rich, yeah
Battling on arenas make you rich, yeah



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