This is a song about "Silver and gold"

Silver and demaz, does that ring a bell?

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

That i'm worth my weight in gold and still disease free

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Look outside the window and you'll see the city of gold/

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

His urn was silver with his name gold plated,

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Body and soul i'm told keep that shit gold

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

My gold and bitches? the way i hold the biscuit?

Young money motherfucker we the shit