This is a song about "Gucci daddy"

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

With a daughter looking up to me always screaming "go daddy!"

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.

To cali, to cali

Got racks you don’t understand

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

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

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch