This is a song about "Versace lemon tint"

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

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

I know i'm right, n my shine makes blind, no lemon or limes,

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Just bodied versace, they not me so f them

Grind a lemon to the blunt so that the smoke'll smell fantastic

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Hit like versace we come through/

I'm coming home with you