This is a song about "Gold"

Women front, they get its cold

We them boys that glow without gold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

I got a watch wit all gold,

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

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

But like the diamonds and gold

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Your gonna be on top nigga

My all gold rolly or the

It's full of gold medals,

And these are my damaged petals