This is a song about "Money gold"

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

It's full of gold medals,

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Together all the timethought it was true love

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Get rough with me, that night flow

Sext hoes next gold shep yo!