Soulja Boy — Everything I Touch Turn To Gold

[Chorus: Soulja Boy] Maybe this nigga is mad at me Cause I'm finessing everything that I see Everything that I touch, it turning to gold Smoking on the Kush, my [?] Everything that I touch, it turn to gold Everything that I touch, it turn to gold Everything that I touch, it turn to gold Everything I touch, it turn to gold Everything I touch, it turn to gold [Verse 1: Soulja Boy] Swerving Bentley Riding Mozzy Smoking Kush Poppin moly Up and buy this Rollie Rollin' rollin' like Bugatti 50 pockets, 50 rackys, I'm scotty Got the shotty Got the nine got the 30 I'm riding on top of Kobe's jersey Smoking Kush, [?] off the Cali Rocking Louie, rock versace Got faces, got Purp got Lean My killers they going berserk Putting your face on a shirt Smoking on Kush for work My niggas ride around with that work The bricks come in, export The bricks come in, import I guess he mad at me cause I hit it with a fork Finessing everything that I see, I'm in New York I'm smoking Kush in the airport [Chorus: Soulja Boy] Maybe this nigga is mad at me Cause I'm finessing everything that I see Everything that I touch, it turning to gold Smoking on the Kush, my [?] Everything that I touch, it turn to gold Everything that I touch, it turn to gold Everything that I touch, it turn to gold Everything I touch, it turn to gold Everything I touch, it turn to gold [Verse 2: Agoff] Everything that I touch, it turn to gold My neck froze Got your bitch on the pole On stop & go Agoff as you know How it go I pull up in the whip I leave out with your bitch Just like this Everything I touch, it turn to gold My neck froze When I walk up in the club, your bitch already chose Pull up and you know all my niggas gon' get it Bought a meal ticket, turn to gold