Gold Grill Shawty Soulja Boy (Ft. OJ da Juiceman)

[Intro: Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Gold grill shawty
Gold grill shawty
Ice watch, ice chain, gold grill shawty
Gold grill shawty
Gold grill shawty
Ice watch, ice chain, gold grill shawty
Go, go, go, go, gold grill shawty
Go, go, go, go, gold grill shawty
Go, go, go, go, gold grill shawty
Go, go, go, go, gold grill shawty

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, man I pull up in a Phantom
Like a garbage basket [?] it ain't got no handles
[?] charger, [?]
I buy a new chain, every single fucking Monday
Pray to the lord, like every single Sunday
I just hit the kush blunt, now I'm hungry
IPhone aplecation, I'm getting to the money
Shout out to Twitter, follow me, honey
Five fingers on the chain, bitch, that's too much
Brand new Lamborghini, same color fruit punch
Riding through my hood, with them speakers going ham
I got [?] in my whip, make my trunk body slam
Nigga, catch me if you can, I'm on the way to the bank
Kush blunts rolled up, right beside the purple drank
Pistol underneath the sink, in case a nigga try to rob me
Police [?] bitch, I'm not sloppy