This is a song about "Gucci"

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

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

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

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

If a could gucci mane would be ma character

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

The faker they shakin' my hand

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

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

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

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before