This is a song about "White gold"

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Hand to hand in the cold

My all gold rolly or the

Droppin dime gold digga

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

And i drop top off in a hot cold

I got a watch wit all gold,

Coroners comfort your mama

My all gold rolly or the

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

Women front, they get its cold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

We them boys that glow without gold

That's why you'll find her on the floor

Gold chains, watches and more,