This is a song about "Gold diggers bitchs"

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

I got a watch wit all gold,

But for long time i had gone cold

Is a space that now you hold

I got a watch wit all gold,

Ya a bunch of gold diggers outta ya mind mistaken me for a mine.

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I got a watch wit all gold,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

But like the diamonds and gold

I say that the pool is closed