This is a song about "Gucci and prada"

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

Louis prada thats how i stunt

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt

That i can't win, so i'm invitin' some help

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Word picture, hurt niggas, young verse killer

If a could gucci mane would be ma character

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

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

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for