This is a song about "Versace whip diamonds molly instagram ratchet thot"

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,

So close i could give flip a play

I done got versace

Versace odor and lamborghini owner

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

Versace versace i am that nigga who rocks the versace

Reality expressed like a touch of instagram

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

I roll arond in my new whip

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

Hit like versace we come through/

Wolf gang, triple six crew