This is a song about "Gucci dog"

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

Every dog has it's day

So they taught me to spray

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

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

Baby you like saying my name the most on your gucci bag and more

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

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

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

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

Curl up like big worm when i drop

Where are you gonna go, dog

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top