This is a song about "Gucci heels"

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

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

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

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

And that i spent the night with her

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Chills start at my heels coming up i feels

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Whatever it takes to live and stand

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

I ain't into that trick shit, those bitches and those gucci belts?

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

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