This is a song about "Gucci mane"

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

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

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt

I practiced till that shit made perfect

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

If you want the beef i'll pull the chopper and i'm stuntin mane

I got that goodman game

Tony yayo its the devil mane

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Gotta lay low in the future mane

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

And when you knock knock on the door tryin to get at me mane,

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Tony yayo its the devil mane

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane