This is a song about "Walk around wearing gucci and guess"

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Before a nigga finish put in the work

I walk around with a crucifix upward

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

Don't talk about it, walk around it, there's no breaking borders,

Walk around the corner, get a flier from a crier/

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

I walk around lookin like a body with no head

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Man it's crazy how we don't even think, walk around it,

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

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

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Forever dedicated, maybach poetic genius

Wearing nothing but a robe and a few jesus pieces,