This is a song about "Gucci bags"

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

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

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

I'll get u tagged like bags at boutiques//

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

Maybe i should pack my bags and go

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Leave you in body bags before ems arrive,

Welcome, welcome to the good life