This is a song about "Versace shades"

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

Wack is what the haters say, this area with shades of gray,

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

Pssst... psssssst... aiyyoare you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever

Reading shit my critics say

I done got versace

Hit like versace we come through/

And i've been thinking bout you

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Walking around with two different sets of shades on,

I barely can see throw my hazy shades, wish i had good grades

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Second line & (ayo son pull the shades down and lets count this money

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree