This is a song about "Gold"

Droppin dime gold digga

You're fucking with me, nigga

Black woman you cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

They just go around

I'm getting gold leprechaun

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Shit ain’t better alone

We them boys that glow without gold

Hand to hand in the cold

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

I say that the pool is closed

Turn money into diamonds and gold