This is a song about "Gucci hats"

Man we pullin' out like jack rabbits out of magic hats,

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

They damn dog, you a boss, credits to you hats off

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

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

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Celebrate the very day that i get past

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

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

So keep your hats on the rap's on so get your strap on

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Shout outs to gucci, let's shoot this fuckin movie