[Verse 1: Drake]
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm 'Luminati
This is a [bad word]  please get the [bad word] off the property
Rap must be changing cause I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me
Niggas be wanting a verse for a verse, but man that's not a swap to me
Drowning [bad word]  pool in the backyard that look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm a optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the [bad word] is you talkin' 'bout? Saw this [bad [bad word] #39; like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion when we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a Grammy
I've been so quiet, I got the world like "What the [bad word] is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a back up plan cause that [bad word] [bad word] in handy
Started a label, the album [bad word] #39; September, just wait on it
This year I'm eating your food and my table got so many plates on it
Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back like " [bad word] I look great on it"
I do not [bad word] with your new [bad word]  my [bad word]  don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my [bad word] that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that call up Fernando to move a piano
 [bad word] all your feelin's cause business is business, its strictly financial
I'm always the first one to get it, man that's how you lead by example
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Word to New York cause the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out where there's no paparazzi
I'm tryna give Halle Berry a baby and no one can stop me

[Hook: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Versace, Versace
Its killers, real niggas that's all in my posse (shooters!)
I'm getting so rich that they making [bad word] that I'm illuminati (rich!)
Just me and my niggas we killin' these [bad word]  go body for body (murders!)
These suckers be hating, they praying to God that I don't cop a Bugatti
Hold up, drop the top on the rari
Pull in the club and I'm stopping the party
Hold up, got [bad word] on [bad word] 
They poppin' on molly's I'm prolly at Follies with PeeWee and Tip
Of course i went with Lou
I did everything that I said I would do
I really won't tell you that I'm better than you
But we're not on the same level as you
Cause the G55 got a [bad word] of a view
Regular niggas make regular moves
With ya regular [bad word] and ya regular crew
And you [bad word] still smokin on regular too? Like word?!
What a shame, my [bad word] 
Louboutin blood like Game, my [bad word] 
Get left tryna aim, my [bad word] 
Like Saddam Hussein, my [bad word] 
I'm whippin' this brand new machine
100 bands in my jeans
Call yo [bad word] Barry Sanders
She done ran through the team
I got hoes out the 
They playing on the team
Do anything for me
I mix that xan with the lean
Hold up, let me get it back
Versace, Versace
I'm gettin' this money, I'm stackin' my broccoli (racks!)
 [bad word] my city
You might gotta pay me if you land on my property (tax!)
I bought the boardwalk and I parked on the ave
 [bad word]  my life's like monopoly
You caught a new case and you got outta jail
Boy, you look like a cop to me
(Get out of jail free card?)

[Verse 3: Tyga]
Aughh! Versace, Versace, I brought that [bad word] back, all these niggas they copy
Medusa head on me I'm at the hotel, Versace Palazzo
I rented the yacht for a week, but I bought the convertible Lambo
Six mill for the mansion
I see [bad word] I need some more ammo
These niggas [bad word] that'