This is a song about "Money gucci"

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Out off gucci seats with heat that a make ya luie leave.

Getting to the money

Not hungry for my poetry

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

Music is money, money isn't music

Young money motherfucker we the shit

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

So i went down south but i ended up north

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt

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