Versace Verse

By Anilyst

Released on January 28, 2017

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[Verse]:

Rap to this trap like all cats

Stack up cash till my cards black

'Lyst' stopped answering calls back

This bitch got ass like a Kardash(ian)

Sure look bomb in that bra strap

Clothes all gone when she crawl flat

No thong on, showin' all that

Try to hold on strong to my jock strap

I, declare this a slider

No need to compare, it's apparent I'm hotter

So stare if you wanna

While I get engulfed in this marijuana

I'm stoned with my partners

Get closer to smell this aroma from ganja

My clothes are designer

I'm over your girl, now I'm onto your momma

Cuz your wifey riminds me of some bitch I used to pipe on the nightly

I'm the life of the party

I'm bossy and I got my posse beside me

We're swiping your Nikes

Don't try me or you might get your life on an IV

It's highly unlikely that your rhyming will ever come slightly beside me

In this rap game, you must insist on your campaign

Suck this dick be the catch phrase

Will bust your lip with an ashtray

Get stuck with stitches and band-aids

Fuck yo chick, call it match made

Hundreds, they what I mandate

Better run, cause it may be your last day

Ya'll fakes and you clowns are jokes

Mind-state off a crown with coke

Mind wasted from downing tokes

Cause I blaze to make clouds of smoke

I stay with my downest bros

Highways up and down this coast

Grind late while we count our notes

While ya'll stay chasing town in shows

More change is a must have

Blow haze, watch us puff pass

Fit a whole eighth in a blunt wrap

There is no way i could cut back

See they know 'A' got the club packed

Hoes stay on my nut sack

I'm the propane to a struck match

Cause I flow flames, I'm a tough act