This is a song about "Gucci heels"

Im rippin the game you have your pants at your heels

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

If a could gucci mane would be ma character

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Spinning like wheels under my heels,

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

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

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for