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king los - versace (freestyle) lyrics

[verse 1]
b-tch 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-ckin’ this money up
got what i made cause i saw what i had
pardon my swag, n-gga!
your girl suck d-ck just to buy some starbucks
wouldn’t give that bum b-tch a box of sawdust
hop up off us, cop drops we bosses
push a b-tton ’til that motherf-ckin’ top get balled up, like…
lord n-gga, it look like godzilla
snapped and attacked the f-ckin’ car n-gga, hold up
call n-ggas 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-gga can stop me (no n-gga can stop me)
i’m trainin’ my b-tches to dig in yo pockets
you n-ggas is sloppy (you n-ggas is sloppy)
you n-ggas is swapping the same b-tch and call her
yo main b-tch you geekin’ (main b-tch you geekin’)
versace versace, i only hear money
what language you speakin?

[verse 2]
b-tch i’m out that murder land
we push white girl and push fast drops
goin’ broke done d-mn near pushed
these white girls to get -ss 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-ggas 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-ts lookin’ like ken and ryu
i’m winnin’ my dude, what the business my yout?
wa’ g’wan boy? go on with the bullsh-t
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 wh0r-s 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-tch, zero, i’m light

- king los lyrics

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