This is a song about "Versace berry braids"

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

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

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

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

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

Versace versace i am that nigga who rocks the versace

It go halle berry or hallelujah

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Versace odor and lamborghini owner

No matter who gon' show up i make em move over

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

Just bodied versace, they not me so f them

If only i could rap to you

Hit like versace we come through/

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Versace versace versace, i'm not driving the audi