This is a song about "Versace belt"

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Im colder than guccis burr, my style is more expensive versace fur!

Dollar sign belt buckle, im your uncle who will never stumble

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Your belt, yea, try and seduce me/

But five years from now i bet she see

With a 9 in the belt

Life has put her to the test

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

And nigga if you aint got versace then nigga you can not top me

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Versace odor and lamborghini owner

And i got 'em every day, every day

I can talk rap, mainstream shit, versace versace

This flow is automatic like i'm packing it in my belt.

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed