Contextual Analysis of "baguettes" in Lyrics

i got rich as hell

i got rich as hell

hundred on my neck

one bullet ripping flesh out his neck through his chest

jewels sparklin glistenin gleamin flossy crystal clear

felines holler

and spend it all with my dogs

you know how we ball

diamonds my neck

and i walk around

early morning

i bought my mother some new baguettes

baby get diamond rocks

glass in the pot

i get a flash

we just seen a opp and we sent 'em to heaven

go to new york to get fresh

turned broke to rich

i'm at the top of the peak

put fire in front of this beat