This is a song about "Chainz gold ma nigga"

Where i from, it get cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Now walk to it with your land mind

Ma raps ma ya go blind

This aint no 2 chainz, true facts no lie

Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly

I got a watch wit all gold,

Hand to hand in the cold

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Dis is ma essence, ma presence yow sentence

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Cause i ‘ma smack your trash