Ver$ace Vi$ion

[Verse 1] In love with designer things Diamonds rings, chains wit shiny bling Window shopping, like damn can't wait to cop it or Have the money to weigh the options Finding out ways to get paid till I'm living life made Mama keep telling me I'm a vanity slave but my ancestors were living the same before they were slaves, let me stop And pause that, ask my man where the nearest mall at Just got a stack so I'm trying to blow that Cop some ill shit and show that No breaks just keep it going My styles so fucking potent Versace should pay me for all this goddamn promotion I want it all Versace, I need it all Versace Everything Versace, I said I said I want it all Versace, I need it all Versace Everything Versace, I said I said Ya'll all dead so its code red I see green lights, so I'mma go ahead Yellow girls thats smoking Pussy wet like oceans Celebrate so we toasting The finest we roasting Up so high like who could spot me? Won't stop till its Versace [Hook] How you gonna pay you'll find it out on my way Wrote this just so you could see the look on my face No use going to fifth ave to this Pimp check, my accounts on dispatch Returned a lot but you won't soon get this back, no this fact But guess I ain't fly enough (Guess I ain't fly) Guess I ain't buy enough 'Till I'm in love, still I'm in love [Verse 2] Young kings watch us do the damn thing Got pull like a fuckin hamstring As your bitch gets wet as my man sings Deep in this beach no tanning All over the web man, no spamming High in the sky no landing Looking down I see the lack of effort You going nowhere fast Ferrari's in a desert Catching mad dust like Atari's on a dresser Still the freshman passing this semester You Sylvester, I'm Tweety nigga Even if you try couldn't catch me nigga Only European hoes attract me nigga "Oh my God he's so ignorant" But ya'll saying that like I give a shit I don't give a shit, salute me, we militant We killing it, ya'll feeling it We on top, never am I ever gon' stop From day one I was born hot Versace dreams on big yachts Bad bitches, sweet twats As my man Noble making heat rock Breaking through this shit like sheet rock Been long overdue like Detox See ya'll played out like some reeboks And we kicking it like Fifa Getting blown like a muthafuckin' reefa Tell a bitch ass nigga to keep up Close to being big like C-cups Real soon ya'll gonna need us Ya'll gonna need us One.. [Hook] How you gonna pay you'll find it out on my way Wrote this just so you could see the look on my face No use going to fifth ave to this Pimp check my accounts on dispatch Returned a lot but you won't soon get this back, no this fact But I guess I ain't fly enough (Guess I ain't fly) Guess I ain't buy enough Till I'm in love, still I'm in love