This is a song about "Gucci clutches"

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

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

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

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

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

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

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Here i go again, falling in love again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Fuck kissing and hugging. they love pushing your buttons

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

If a could gucci mane would be ma character

Watch the simpsons and eating some cereal for dinner

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

If you ever feel alone and