This is a song about "Versace lemon tint"

I done got versace

Gotta say it was a good day

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Lemon drop, drop acid, never stop thought patterns

Hit like versace we come through/

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

Versace odor and lamborghini owner

And then along came the wrong man for her

Versace versace versace, i'm not driving the audi

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

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

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines