This is a song about "Platinum elo"

Hella proper, my garment is propeller of chopper

When i hit platinum youll still be tryna get to double copper

It is going platinum

Cold world no blanket son

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Performing a platinum plated

Try to think of spending money on other things besides the platinum

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

I just added another platinum plague to my trophy rack

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Yo i'm blowing up and album's platinum box office,

To this corner office is so enormous

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Stacking platinum plaques, that cracker is still too action packed,