This is a song about "Baby gucci"

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

Where your whereabouts baby? i care about you lady

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

Rose cases, we pop daily

Well you gotta know baby

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

Baby you like saying my name the most on your gucci bag and more

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Rollin' with my baby

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)