This is a song about "Gold"

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

I got a watch wit all gold,

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

You gotta go all day for that gold

I'm getting gold leprechaun

I'm the talk of the town

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Whip, plane, motions own