[Intro: Trinidad James]
This sh** sound like 007 on N64 and sh**
[Verse 1: Trae The Truth]
Young Truth James all gold soldier
Black ice you aint seen sh** colder
…through a price n***a everything gold
I’m the man ask about me errrbody know
All gold coupe all gold chains on me
In the hood stuntin with this change all on me
n***a feel like snow blow game like Sony
Dome shot a b**h leave her brains all on me
Louie got these racks on hostage trying to get out
Ceiling on my whip too co*ky I made em sit out
You can find me in the hood like I never been out
Johnny got a spot for a n***a I’m bout to rent out
Diamonds in my grill got that work off in the locker
Fly across a hater with that all gold chopper
Haters on my dick I’d rather try a to bopa
Green lighter light up like can't stop ya
n***a n***a n***a
[Hook: Trinidad James]
Gold all in my chain, gold all in my ring
Gold all in my watch
Don’t believe me, just watch