This is a song about "Gucci louiw"

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Throw on some gucci shades cuz im blazed and i call that shit high fashion.

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Driving so gucci, move over, you never i never need brakes

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

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

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

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease