This is a song about "Gucci boys"

I ain't into that trick shit, those bitches and those gucci belts?

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Simply out of this world by choice

You can't forget run d.m.c., the beastie boys,

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

I thought it'd get better but

Addicted like boys on needles,

Our girls is the models

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

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

Don't worry just done get inside

Lookin at my boys like

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them