[Verse 1]
Versace, Versace
I'm k**ing the game and these b**hes is on me
Don't got no new friends only f** with my n***as cause n***as is phony
I made my own job and I got my own mob
n***as thinking it's Tony
I'm running you lames while I'm running the game
n***as think it's a Kony
I'm taking them down if them b**hes is willing
I'm selling it to them, them b**hes is peeling
You want it I got it, yup n***as is dealing
24/7, yup n***as is k**ing
Don't give a f** how you n***as is feeling
Don't got no worries, no n***as is chilling
She giving me top like I'm missing the ceiling
Probably cause my whip is missing the ceiling, missing the ceiling
Versace, Versace, Versace, it's (dump a whole?) I'm into Nike
Yup, you go to the club and you come with your girl
Yup I'm snatching your wifey
Uh, you talking to her and she talking bout me
So you n***as don't like me
Yup, my street pull it down I'm surrounded by guns
So don't think you can fight me
Just keeping it real all you n***as is fronting
You come where I'm from and you n***as is nothing
Funny how n***as turn nothing to something
Put work on the strip now my n***as is pumping
Problems with Chubby, my n***as is coming
Problems with Chubby, my n***as is dumping
Strippers around, money falling like nothing
I don't got a grammy, still balling like Duncan
Balling like Duncan, it's coming, it's coming
Yup money is coming, holmes we stacking plenty
Yup, we eating, we eating, we eating
So much now that we acting skinny
Uh, I'm gunning you down and my gun never jam
No cause we packing semi's
Yup, my teammate be k**ing and now n***as balling
Like we Shaq and Penny
Chubby, Chubby, Versace, Versace
You n***as just worried, that sh** don't mean sh** to me
No, Versace in my hood will get your a** k**ed
Come and be part of history
Yup, I really be thinking that that sh** is fake
I don't know it's a mystery
Uh, these people be telling me I'm getting dough
Man they sound like a snitch to me
Yea, I don't try to holla at no type of chick holmes
Unless she look rich to me
Yup, my stomach so bloated, I'm cooking so much holmes
That sh** look sick to me
Yea, my new b**h be shopping, she stay in the pocket holmes
She act like Vick to me
Uh, I cum then she f** me, I cum then she s** me
This sh** feel like victory
No one better than me and I'm never going to leave
I'm a stay with the town
This rap sh** don't work
I'll just go back to pushing and weighing the pounds
Yup, I swear that we booming, I swear that we booming
Just wait for the sound
Yea, this patience is key, so this year homie
I'm just gonna wait for the crown
Chubby