This is a song about "Gold"

It's full of gold medals,

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Gold chains, watches and more,

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Sext hoes next gold shep yo!

We still ride though

You gotta go all day for that gold

And i drop top off in a hot cold

I mean of course just the same old

Turn money into diamonds and gold