This is a song about "Gold glory and god"

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

That's why i never claimed i was the best

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

Wearing bally's and gold, i'm selling dope shameless to say

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Body and soul i'm told keep that shit gold

To get them niggas while they laid back

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

I want all the glory

I’m tryna be low key

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Look outside the window and you'll see the city of gold/

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

My gold and bitches? the way i hold the biscuit?