This is a song about "Gucci louiw"

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

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

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt

Oh i’m nothing like your home girl expect, expect

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

Chevy sitting crooked, teeth on reggie miller

If a could gucci mane would be ma character

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

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

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again