[Intro]

Oh, is that Clyde coming out the Versace store?
(Nah, he's still at his house)

[Verse 1: Young Clyde]

Versace, Versace I do not own any fucking Versace
That's just another reason why none of you fuckers can stop me
Rapping Shenanigans 2 coming soon, make sure you get a copy
Then, maybe after that I can go to the store and buy some Versace!

I started a label and now I'm hanging out with Kid Monroe
Anytime I perform you know it's a sold out show
I got your main chick and your side chick and they both sitting front row
About to bring both backstage so let's just see how this one goes

Versace, Versace I got your girl jumping like she playing hopscotch
And I just copped me a brand new Rollie, so the time I be watching
I'm just waiting to blow up my brother, there ain't nobody to stop me
Got my boy here faded over some bars and a couple weed brownies

July 23rd save the date mother fucker, make sure you ready for it
Even if you say you're ready mother fucker
I don't think you'll be ready for it
I'm a young kid so all I think about is pussy and paper
Pointer finger to the sky
Middle finger to the haters
Got you lined up in my scope
Forehead red like a couple of lasers
I was just starting to buzz, now they starting to feel me like tasers
Your bitch bought two of my mixtapes, turned her boyfriend to a hater
But she over at my house right now, so she'll talk to you later
Versace, Versace I'm about to go cop me some fucking Versace, Bitch!

I'm done