This is a song about "Golden chains"

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Of others, there own brothers, just for a porsche and the chains,

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Theyre called chains and rings

And golden mall with a golden wall

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

Ma words are like a golden medal on a golden plate

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

Trying to live our lives like our lives are so golden

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

My life seems fuller, golden, somehow enriched

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

Got me thinking you 2 chains

Like b.o.b., got airplanes