This is a song about "Gold kette"

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

I mean of course just the same old

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Only seen family a few like gold

Gold chains, watches and more,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

I got a watch wit all gold,

Black woman you cold

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

She shuts the room down

I'm getting gold leprechaun

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Where i from, it get cold

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

Now momma told me be careful who you love