Mura Masa - Midas Touch lyrics

[Verse 1: Alpha] Key said that everything gold Tisci designed my clothes Cuban linx on my neck, HANNN That ain't Kanye West Drawer full of Tommy boxers Told mom I'mma be a boxer But then I held that choppa Gold plated in Oddy's honor Tryna keep it OG like Obi Wan Kenobi Wear that New York, ONLY Your third eye, that sh**'s phony Don't act like you know me I'm Miami's shinobi 2nd Divine, stay stealthy and lowkey [Hook x8] Midas touch, that's all gold bet you sold your soul when you peeped us [Verse 2: Xander P] I'm golden like Ho-Oh Riding thru SoHo Need mo dough Or bars made of pure gold Got so many Karats I'm prolly saying Doc Style so pristine Y'all always wanna jock Always so clean on the scene Dirty money got me lookin like a fiend 2 pyramids on my hand Got me thinkin I'm a pharaoh Stackin all this money & we keep gettin dinero [Verse 3 Alpha/Xander P] And we spend it on apparel 40oz sombrero All my gold is yellow She said "Hello" like Metro Damn, you're a really nice man Why you got so much gold, I could never understand Why they can't understand? sh**, man, I don't know Is it all this gold in my hand? Maybe, but they should know I got this Midas Touch Gold rollie is a must So the b**hes know wa**up In Lil B we trust [Hook x8] Midas touch, that's all gold bet you sold your soul when you peeped us