This is a song about "Gucci"

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

Out off gucci seats with heat that a make ya luie leave.

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

I start to think it's all planned

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

If a could gucci mane would be ma character