This is a song about "Gucci boys"

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Made it out naija with nothing in the bank

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

I think she's probably done with boys

Simply out of this world by choice

I’m tryna be low key

Drink it up boys, like pepsi,

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

Another dead woman,another bad boys

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Shout outs to gucci, let's shoot this fuckin movie