This is a song about "Gucci hats"

And i'm still hurtin over pops

I got more hats than the sky's got stars

Got one, got two, three, four girls

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

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

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

Got racks you don’t understand

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

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

A #snapshot, them #crazy #bullet #flashes, #hashtag your chest top, gats blast your hats' off

When you realize i'm better at this rhetoric, not even expecting applause.