This is a song about "Gucci three six mafia"

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

It's moe, all i need is more chips

"you only smoked one?" bitch i smoked six

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

On some mafia shit but i ain't fucking with that gang life

From the discussion of top three

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

(six minutes, six minutes, slim shady, you're on)

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying

The three six are the reason i got into writing

If a could gucci mane would be ma character

I’m picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer

You’re not a size six

Got racks, ain’t talking tits