2 Chainz - High Top Versace lyrics

Yeah Omari Jacob, know what I'm saying? (ATL Jacob) Proud of you High top Versaces, I got high top socks I got popsicle diamonds, they no let up I got high yellow sh**, s** my socks off It's so crazy how this money start a lot of stuff All this muthaf**in' money startin' to double up (Startin' to double up) f** it, look at how my money startin' to double up (Double up) I got rose gold stars on that Rolls Royce truck (Skrrt) All this muthaf**in' money startin' to double up (Double up) I'm a beast, I'm a dog I ain't takin' no days off All them cloudy a** diamonds Got your necklace look like fog On the phone with Donatella I need my high tops in yellow Name another fella got Versace deal That's from the ghetto Yeah, my foot been on the pedal (Been on) I've been on this level (Yeah) When I married Kesha Only time I'm gonna settle, yeah Hope you are prepared, yeah This the dragon's lair, yeah I've been spittin' fire Know you motherf**ers scared (Skrrt) Hand all up her skirt (Skirt) Drop her off then skrrt (Skrrt) I just left the store (Strrt) Versace on my shirt (Shrrt) Logos on my headband Dreads long like, "Yeah mon" Drop the top, a sun-tan I do my own stunts, man High top Versaces, I got high top socks I got popsicle diamonds, they no let up I got high yellow sh**, s** my socks off It's so crazy how this money start a lot of stuff All this muthaf**in' money startin' to double up f** it, look at how my money startin' to double up I got rose gold stars on that Rolls Royce truck All this muthaf**in' money startin' to double up Take the tint off the coupe, keep it fishbowl (Hoo) In the summertime, my rings keep my fist cold (Hoo) I got East Coast b**hes, I got West Coast (Hoo) Treat my East Coast b**hes like my West Coast (Hoo) I've been drinkin' Actavis like it's red, yo (Hoo) It's daytime outside, we light the candles (Hoo) I've been ballin' on you daily like I'm Caillou And I keep the Uzi Vert, Ryu (Hoo) And I make her squirt, ay ooh! (Hoo) Lamborghini Urus flying by you (Hoo) And I know my pockets look like bibles Pink machete, Ken 'n' Ryu High top Versaces, I got high top socks I got popsicle diamonds, they no let up I got high yellow sh**, s** my socks off It's so crazy how this money start a lot of stuff All this muthaf**in' money startin' to double up (Startin' to double up) f** it, look at how my money startin' to double up (Startin' to double up) I got rose gold stars on that Rolls Royce truck (Skrrt) All this muthaf**in' money startin' to double up (Double up, double up)