This is a song about "Gucci and prada"

Chanel louis prada what a mixture

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

I ain't into that trick shit, those bitches and those gucci belts?

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Here i go again, falling in love again

She can only live for the moment

Social conditioning and

As your family dies, and my family rise

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price