This is a song about "X box ones"

Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Ten years in an aluminum box

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

So i can understand police victims

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Remember i used to bang with bad ones

The ones always feeling fuckin crummy

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

I see people like martin n' x

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?

// [we're the ones who made you]

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew