This is a song about "Gucci clutches"

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

See, i like the person that you are

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

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

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

These shoulders crushed from cobra clutches, shit is gettin' dangerous,

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Grab a pen in clutches, send it to heaven above functions

Fuck kissing and hugging. they love pushing your buttons

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

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends