King Los - Versace (Freestyle) lyrics

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King Los - Versace (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1] b**h I need a platinum, Aston Martin from Platinum Matte black Ferrari, black Maserati, Maybach, a Bugatti A platinum pool party for me goin' platinum And after the party somebody go half On a mansion no really, like saw it in half That's how I'm f**in' this money up Got what I made cause I saw what I had Pardon my swag, n***a! Your girl s** dick just to buy some Starbucks Wouldn't give that bum b**h a box of sawdust Hop up off us, cop drops we bosses Push a bu*ton 'til that motherf**in' top get balled up, like... Lord n***a, it look like Godzilla Snapped and attacked the f**in' car n***a, hold up Call n***as and tell 'em I'm back spazzin' Bars so tight they havin' a back spasm [Hook] Versace Versace, like Vick in the pocket No n***a can stop me (No n***a can stop me) I'm trainin' my b**hes to dig in yo pockets You n***as is sloppy (You n***as is sloppy) You n***as is swapping the same b**h and call her Yo main b**h you geekin' (main b**h you geekin') Versace Versace, I only hear money What language you speakin? [Verse 2] b**h I'm out that murder land We push white girl and push fast drops Goin' broke done damn near pushed These white girls to get a** shots We did not have, we was have-nots Now twenty K just my half knot For the big V, or the keys boy n***as re-turn, no caps lock, woo! You copped one car and you ballin' I like it, I'm finna buy two One white and one red they the same them sh**s lookin' like Ken and Ryu I'm winnin' my dude, what the business my yout? Wa' g'wan boy? go on with the bullsh** Camp on me soldiers and we armed with the four-fifth Even with the bomb, when it sound, me no forfeit Uh, four four's and the Porsche four door Four who*es at the Four Season's fourth floor Your money 4'4" yeah I'm gunnin' for the Forbes Yeah I'm comin' with the force, I just done this for the Fourth like Fireworks of my own Fire verse from the dome, tie a skirt on the chrome I be murkin' 'em homes, go bezerk on a song Shawty pop a perc and make it twerk in a thong And you can get that Birkin like I said in Ochocinco It's summer time approachin' I'mma smoke 'em with the single The vocal and the melody tell 'em that it's a felony Having it's like you witnessed a murder That's how a fella be rappin' its like I'm... So precise, that I'm over nice and you over night Your girl like Ciroc over ice, I'm out this b**h, Zero, I'm light