This is a song about "Gold"

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

My all gold rolly or the

But for long time i had gone cold

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

He just get her bigger bags

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Be shy when we're all alone

Is a space that now you hold

I got a watch wit all gold,

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,