This is a song about "24k gold"

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Only seen family a few like gold

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

I got a watch wit all gold,

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

But like the diamonds and gold

I say that the pool is closed

Turn money into diamonds and gold

We forever be real, we'll never fold

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

I got a watch wit all gold,

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

I'll beat your ass into a fetal stance