This is a song about "She gold digga"

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

We getting money, you can face the facts

Where i from, it get cold

I got a watch wit all gold,

See i let my nigga split that

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

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

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

We them boys that glow without gold

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

If i don't make that man there dance

I mean of course just the same old

You gotta go all day for that gold

You made me wanna

My all gold rolly or the