This is a song about "Gucci bags"

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Why i had white bags in my backpack

I don't want it on my back

Driving so gucci, move over, you never i never need brakes

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

But you don't have a chance

But fuck all you scum bags

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

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

Got a scholarship, my bags were packed

And even more alarming is the fact