This is a song about "Gold glory and god"

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

Looking for them better days

And i got them gold bottles, first place

It's been three years since we went and fell from glory,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I’m a hustla, baby

Glory to god he is the key

It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Resort to playing before i bring the glory/

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

I’m steady searching for a stack of the green and gold,

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

That i'm worth my weight in gold and still disease free