This is a song about "Cruisin up in my gold ferrari"

My all gold rolly or the

You're fucking with me, nigga

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Its the truth in the booth, i spit gold

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

I'm in a ferrari, racin', chasin' the end of the line, placin' number one

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared