Versace Shades Songtext
Uh, hol' up, hold up
Umm, uhm, mm
Who made this shit?
TayTay made the beat
Yeah, yeah
Black Versace shades, one million for a car
I just hope that it don't break, I say, "Baby"
See these chains I got on? I say, "Baby"
I stay strapped down with my chrome, mm-mm
Umm, uhm, mm
Who made this shit?
TayTay made the beat
Yeah, yeah
Black Versace shades, one million for a car
I just hope that it don't break, I say, "Baby"
See these chains I got on? I say, "Baby"
I stay strapped down with my chrome, mm-mm
Bow-bah, mm-mm, bow
That Lil Top nigga
You already know what it is, you know how I rock
I grew up sellin' dope off grandpa porch, draw smoke, you know I keep my pole
Can't trust nobody 'cause my soul always get mistreated, damn
I need me a bad ho, I need me a bad bitch
Gon' hold me down and help me hide this dirty money from up the
I be on them bars and I stay rollin'
I can't control it, baby, no, I can't control it, baby
Kilt that bitch, he's talkin' beef, right now he the one I'm smokin'
I got a problem baby, tried to smoke his homie, baby
Designer coupe, I change out my shoes
You fuck with me, then I fuck with you
I keep my pistol stuck on me like glue
You try one mother fuckin' thang and I'm gon' shoot
Kentrell, I love you (Love you, love you)
I love you too, but I'm fucked up inside the streets
The FBI wan' see me through
Drivin' a Rolls-Royce and it’s long just like a bus, yeah-yeah Porsche 911, eight-hundred thousand dollar watch on top my hand
We could have a baby, we could do anything, we could just be friends
We’ll shoot your ex out with that cutta I just got from my kin
Please don't trust nobody 'round me, they'll do you in
They'll shoot you clean inside your head, give fifty-grand to my twin
What the fuck you mean, I done come from low income?
Ever since I've been up, I ain't worried about nothin'
My wife weighing a million dollars, hundred rounds for a hundred problems
Run down, spray him and his partner, bang bitch, bang nigga
I walked in this bitch with black Versace shades
One million foreign car
I just hope that it don't break, I say, "Baby"
See these chains I got on? I say, "Baby"
I stay strapped down with my chrome, mm-mm (Slime, slime, slime)
Bow, mm-mm, bow
That Lil Top nigga
You already know what it is, you know how I rock
Slime, slime, this YoungBoy, nigga
This big Velveeta
How you been living 5?
Kentrell I love you
Say I love you, love you
That Lil Top nigga
You already know what it is, you know how I rock
I grew up sellin' dope off grandpa porch, draw smoke, you know I keep my pole
Can't trust nobody 'cause my soul always get mistreated, damn
I need me a bad ho, I need me a bad bitch
Gon' hold me down and help me hide this dirty money from up the
I be on them bars and I stay rollin'
I can't control it, baby, no, I can't control it, baby
Kilt that bitch, he's talkin' beef, right now he the one I'm smokin'
I got a problem baby, tried to smoke his homie, baby
Designer coupe, I change out my shoes
You fuck with me, then I fuck with you
I keep my pistol stuck on me like glue
You try one mother fuckin' thang and I'm gon' shoot
Kentrell, I love you (Love you, love you)
I love you too, but I'm fucked up inside the streets
The FBI wan' see me through
Drivin' a Rolls-Royce and it’s long just like a bus, yeah-yeah Porsche 911, eight-hundred thousand dollar watch on top my hand
We could have a baby, we could do anything, we could just be friends
We’ll shoot your ex out with that cutta I just got from my kin
Please don't trust nobody 'round me, they'll do you in
They'll shoot you clean inside your head, give fifty-grand to my twin
What the fuck you mean, I done come from low income?
Ever since I've been up, I ain't worried about nothin'
My wife weighing a million dollars, hundred rounds for a hundred problems
Run down, spray him and his partner, bang bitch, bang nigga
I walked in this bitch with black Versace shades
One million foreign car
I just hope that it don't break, I say, "Baby"
See these chains I got on? I say, "Baby"
I stay strapped down with my chrome, mm-mm (Slime, slime, slime)
Bow, mm-mm, bow
That Lil Top nigga
You already know what it is, you know how I rock
Slime, slime, this YoungBoy, nigga
This big Velveeta
How you been living 5?
Kentrell I love you
Say I love you, love you
