This is a song about "50 shades"

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Throw on some gucci shades cuz im blazed and i call that shit high fashion.

You niggas ain't harden, you readin them 50 shades of gray books

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I don't want fans to see the darkness bitch even white has 50 shades of black/

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Got on my darkest shades, this man is made

Early adapters agree they all late

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Thinking of having a quick trip three, split me 50/50, lift me

Second line & (ayo son pull the shades down and lets count this money

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Your bitch just ain't full of you, she just might be a dyke

But i'm 50 kilometers lighter than a #bike

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Ya, laid in the shades of the everglades, finally forever paid, wearing