This is a song about "Gucci hats"

And the last one, he's in the mirror

If a could gucci mane would be ma character

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

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

Driving so gucci, move over, you never i never need brakes

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

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

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

I got more hats than the sky's got stars

And i'm still hurtin over pops