This is a song about "Gucci louis fendi prada"

Quit tryna act like you the shit, you ain't no louis vuitton

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

There i was kneeling on the ground, felt like i was being drowned, and at the

These fendi treasures feeling better than a million sweaters in alaska

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

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

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

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

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

February cold as my heart

You could say im like louis & clark