This is a song about "Polo lui gucci"

I'm just tryna push a porsche, that's white like montana snow

Still aint no solo dolo just rockin the new apparel polo

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

You're sporting a polo watch but you aint got no money to pay the tab

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

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

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

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

Yo bitches beggin she can see my polo draws

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her