This is a song about "Gucci belts"

Now bitches hug me tight like seat belts when they fastened

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

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

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

If a could gucci mane would be ma character

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer