This is a song about "Gucci and trues"

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

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

And like to boast and brag

Where the black girls get their weaves back

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Social conditioning and

She can only live for the moment

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect

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

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

And stop playing hide and seek,