[Intro]
Yeah, run it dey boy
Ahhh
Yo

[Verse 1: Yung Rudd]
Versace, Versace
I cannot afford but I will, do you copy...
Like cheating on tests? I'mma just kill this rap shit dude, you watch me
Haters just hope that I'm not rolling Benz while you still in jalopies
Cause then your girlfriends will be all on my balls, like boxers or jockies

Trini
The country that I rep
Trini
Love it 'til my death
Trini
The girl I'm loving is
Trini

But not by birth by parentage
Least she fucks with her heritage
Double entendre
"Just kill beats right through" - my mantra
Lyrically shoot shit up like Contra
Smoking on poop? I'll sponsor
Shit to make you say, "Whoo! Dai ganja!"
Smoke like rastas
Never do coke nor speed like Sandra...
Bullock. You're full of shit
Hating? Then you are a buller, it's
Not meant in the homophobic way
Just means you're a bitch when I call you gay
Fuck it though, only got time for the hot rhymes
And sometimes the sublime bud I'mma roll up
My shit is nice bitch, like my gyal and my rhymes is
So sick that it might itch or make you want to throw up
Small fries have to grow up
Wedged in a life where you have to buy po' stuff
Shonuff, you follow me? You'll blow up
Like a doll for a virgin, so much cash you're gonna be splurging
Haters pockets and feelings hurting, their heads gonna hang down like curtains

Swag...Swag
Took a pause for a cause
Cooked in the middle of the song like a boss
Woo! Swag!
Like Lil Boss
Then a new flow, I flipped - coin toss
Want to be rich forever like Ross

[Hook: Yung Rudd]
Versace (x6)
I buy my versace
In Rattans (10)

[Outro]
Yo
I just killed that shit, dan
2 Much Vybz
XE
SRP yuh large
1KB
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