This is a song about "Baby gucci"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

Or you'll drive me crazy

I got to be your baby

If a could gucci mane would be ma character

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

Throw on some gucci shades cuz im blazed and i call that shit high fashion.

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I got to be your baby