This is a song about "Gold"

Your gonna be on top nigga

Droppin dime gold digga

Women front, they get its cold

I got a watch wit all gold,

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

I got a watch wit all gold,

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

I'm getting gold leprechaun

I drive that all around

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old