This is a song about "Life bitches gucci fendi studio"

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?

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

But then i lost access to fl studio

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

Here i go again, falling in love again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

You know where to find me right up in the studio

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though