This is a song about "Gold chains"

But like the diamonds and gold

But for long time i had gone cold

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

These chains wrapped around my feet,

Cuz they made the game about bitches n gold chains

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Keep talking about you snapbacks and your chains

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Army stance, ready for war

Gold chains, watches and more,

Fat bastard ill shackle ya/and rattle ur chains

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Uttermost inside rotted, chains locked

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

And i drop top off in a hot cold