Feltz Artist - Versace lyrics

Versace versace that's my jeans my top is armani See me selling that key of green to the whole f**ing army They say that smack and crack turnt a brudda barney But that crack and smack got me to see a f**ing car key Versace versace that swag got a b**h moving naughty Versace versace we wear that when we party Versace versace I was wearing that when the feds court me Versace versace I was wearing that why your boys where looking sporty Versace versace when were rolling in the club Versace versace my girl was versached up You might see me in that corner why there drunk I might be para with my borer why smoking skunk So p**yboy don't think were punks Versace bandana wrapped on the pump Versace versace spelt in skunk Versace bags in the trunk Versace versace they see that swag and they get jel Versace versace I'm royal to that and I'm male Versace versace dawg your versace is a fail Versace versace that's that fragrance smell But f** that get the weed and bill it I've got the bang no cilit Eat that p**y no filet Pumpy same size as phillip And if she ask for that d she gunna get it They say I'm a ace so I took it to d-limit I'm on beats for a hours your on beats for minutes Headshot have your brain spillage And I hear they talk about eye So I say just go and die I'm init to win it like I want that prize With my three men but were moving wise Versace versace as my bed covers Versace versace were versache lovers Versace versace were versache f**ers Versace versace I know some versace nutters