Frank Ocean - Versace lyrics

Versace Versace I'll play the piano I'm not Liberace You could stay seated I'm taking that Grammy your music is sloppy n***as is heated they keep on repeating the evening in slow-mo I sold enough records I'm selling out cities, I don't do no promo Marina Abramovic Riccardo Tisci Madonna Beyonce And Donatella if you don't believe me believe what the blogs say We was all at the table, it was a debate then we came in agreement That twitter ain't relevant anyway really, I'm finna delete it My Instagram all over internet anyway, don't think I need it SKRRRR Got bimmers on bimmers on bimmers On bimmers on bimmers on bimmers I'm running that Porsche for the winter If you trying to follow the leader I need a sabbatical do an apprenticeship under Domingo Study Carreras and Luci, I ain't finna rush out a single I get it when artists go loopy and lose it and get into opiates Like when you get all that you wanted and that sh** is not what you hoped it was You had you a formula, one hit the wall now you Ayrton Senna You had you a lady, then she hurt your ego, now you can't forgive her Yea I'm wearing some Dickies they cost 30 Euro I'm not even into Versace