This is a song about "Gold diggers bitchs"

I got a watch wit all gold,

I say that the pool is closed

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

I got a watch wit all gold,

Where i from, it get cold

The truth shall be told

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

I'm looking not to end our lives as little fuckin' ditch diggers,

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain