[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Maybe this n***a 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 n***as 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 n***a 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 n***as gon' get it
Bought a meal ticket, turn to gold