This is a song about "Gold di"

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Io sono il più grande di tutti, no translating, no peaking!

Not a product on the market that can offer this feeling

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

One night love: i'mma need that

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

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

You gotta go all day for that gold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

But like the diamonds and gold

But for long time i had gone cold

I mean of course just the same old

We them boys that glow without gold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled