This is a song about "Versace tyga s flow"

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

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

I can talk rap, mainstream shit, versace versace

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

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

The outline which you n****s out dated

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

So they taught me to spray

I done got versace

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

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

The truth shall be told

S queezys very bold