This is a song about "Gold lips"

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

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

Rubbing off these cracked lips like chap stick

Teach you how to rope a chick

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Finish the day with joints on our lips

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

They were the perfect couple, they'd always lock lips

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Abuse different verses to keep lips pursed

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

I mean of course just the same old

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I read a cops lips once

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs