This is a song about "Gold"

Where i from, it get cold

I got a watch wit all gold,

Sext hoes next gold shep yo!

Whip purple and yellow, hello

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

Magic city, a stack for the fattest asses

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

But like the diamonds and gold

Hand to hand in the cold

I got a watch wit all gold,

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Mami told me son, hold your own

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Only seen family a few like gold