This is a song about "Gold guitars"

But i’m praying in advance

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Now if you give us a chance

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

On guitars no codeine in this resort we destroy

Only seen family a few like gold

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

We forever be real, we'll never fold

You gotta go all day for that gold

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

Sext hoes next gold shep yo!

My nigga for life though