This is a song about "Gold fragments"

So when ya see me nigga

Droppin dime gold digga

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

After every show, a dream she hold

I got a watch wit all gold,

The truth shall be told

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I say that the pool is closed

Of being fooled in a prank, which blew me in fragments

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

My all gold rolly or the

You made me wanna

I know what you do with that

Gold letterman last kings killing shit