This is a song about "Gucci belts"

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

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Now bitches hug me tight like seat belts when they fastened

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

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

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

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

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

When it comes to spitting that fire

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt