This is a song about "Gucci louis vuitton prada burberry balenciaga money"

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

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Burberry, quite a hell

Let me call that hotel

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

Don't wonder my hours long and i never tire

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

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

If a could gucci mane would be ma character

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?

But every time i smoke, well, a nigga mind gone

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