This is a song about "Gucci"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

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

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

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

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

But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

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

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

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