This is a song about "All gold"

What is hittin' for

Gold chains, watches and more,

Know i just call it head phone

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

I got a tattoo saying thug life, all i need now is a gold chain,

The truth shall be told

But like the diamonds and gold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Where i from, it get cold

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

I thought that all the green gold had finally gone to my head,

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!