[Intro]
Yeah, Versace

[Verse]
Nice guy but my berpies so rude they should be in obedience school
When I was in school had like two or three dogs wasn't really that cool
Flow like a pool and be hot like volcanoes you smell like my drool
Deconstructing the beat, my construction is neat, I'm precise with the tools
Ain't talking heat but I bodied the game up the corps in the creek
Man these rappers are weak
This should take me a minute this takes you a week
Man I'm just too elite
Where's my foot on your face 'cause you meeting defeat
My people are like "damn, what? Hold up put this on repeat"

I'm spitting Versace, I'm getting the means all the people they watch me
They thinking they caught me but I ain't police so nobody can cop me
They talking like why he say "Dontae is murdering beats, do you copy?"
I beat it, I beat it like Kingston and Rocky and no one can stop me

Used to be trapped in the class I was bored wasn't seeing the benefit
Making that money online and I new this was life I was meant for it
Sick on whatever I touch can you see that this dude need his medicine
He's off in his beats, do it off and it's nothing this dude is some Edison
I got the plan and the planet at hand
I'm the man I demand it
I sang with a hand full of rhymes and I panic
Go ham on the beat, burn it up and I panic, cool down
I'm sick with it
If you practice, you better stick with it
I rap with it, I make hits with it
But you lack with it, and you miss with it, yeah
My people are holding me up and I trust that they never will drop me
Make sure I appear in designer, I swear, Versace, Versace
But 'till then I'm scheming and, working, and grinding 'till I hit the money
'Cause I'm tryna get Monica a baby and no one can stop me
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