This is a song about "Gold dig"

I'm getting gold leprechaun

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Dude, no girl would dig you, not even if your dick grew

Speaking heart with a conscious, talking to you

Strumming my pain with his fingers

And chicks dig my tongue twisters

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

So dig that,go back to your room,daddy's back

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Is a space that now you hold

I got a watch wit all gold,

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Mabe you should hide dig our own grave,

Droppin dime gold digga

Play the game nigga