This is a song about "Gucci baby"

And niggas flashing crazy

Hold up i'm your baby.

And i know love me baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

Take you where you can't see black by k-ci forever my lady

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

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Well you gotta know baby

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Please boo what's your size crazy

Well you gotta know baby

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

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