This is a song about "Gold things"

I mean of course just the same old

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

You made me wanna

My all gold rolly or the

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

Here i go again, falling in love again

Cause everytime yall come around

I'm getting gold leprechaun

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I say that the pool is closed

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Women front, they get its cold

Soon enough i want those gold things

Hold it..now thank you for silence

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

Magic city, a stack for the fattest asses