This is a song about "Gold cash"

Cause the economies hungry for cash

I can barely wipe my ass

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Spiritual, fool's gold

I got a watch wit all gold,

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

I get it, you got cash,

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

And i'll proceed to throw this cash

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Only seen family a few like gold

We forever be real, we'll never fold

I'm getting gold leprechaun

I drive that all around

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

I like a broad that has fashion gold,