This is a song about "Gucci dog"

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

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

I smoke and let the tree talk

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Like a dog without paws,

And of course, my car's off course

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Dirt dog, no tony romo

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

With the dog comin’ to pee