This is a song about "White and gold"

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

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

I decided my pride is just why i resist

And often is his gold complexion dimmed;

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Crap rappers wear gold chains and hold stacks

To have this fake fans and diamonds with gold

I mean of course just the same old

And pissing red, white, and blue

What preceded was the clue

They giving pounds and that before get the money

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

Time after time, again and again

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain