This is a song about "Polo t shirts and versace shoes"

Go to thrift store and pick up your missing shoes

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

The goal is the globe and... the versace robe and

Cause i will run home and grab my shoes

My time with their half-witted reviews

They all are pretenders, i am the 7th letter

I don't care about the nice cars and shoes with the leather,

Now i'm back on my grizzle, a plethora of strippers

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

I will screw it and over do it, and if ya step on my brand new shoes,

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

Love my women with high heels and high standards

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Lose your sundress and shoes, and lemme lay it on you