Turn To Gold

Chorus: Yeat

Faster than the signal off my neck

Faster than the numbers on the check

Warped up in the booth I cannot stop

Turn my whole whole world into a dot

Motor on my tongue it keep me hot

Pressure in my chest it hit the spot

Every door I touch now turn to gold

Every face I seen now turn to old

Verse: Carti

Brand new Dior on the sofa

Bitch she move like fog on a hanger

Tiptoe through the room like a rumor

(Look)

Same silhouette moving through the vapor

Watch her twist the night like a ribbon

Shadows keep the shape that she given

Step up when the bass hit the plaster

Whole block singing back like a master

Feel the whip go vroom through the mirror

Red light bend my face til it's clearer

I don't need a word when the glance speak

I don't need the floor when the chance creep

Turn the room to glass when I'm leaning

Turn the safe to ash when I'm dreaming

Money talk in hush and it echo

Roll the silk sheet up like a secret

Who gon read the smoke when I'm floating

Who gon catch the ghost when I'm going

Lace the boot up tall till the morning

Silence got the keys I'm ignoring

Bridge: Carti

Slow the scene down now the air turn blue

Hold the moment like a lace on my shoe

Melt the clock till the hands get weak

Leave the crowd for the quiet in the deep

Chorus: Yeat

Faster than the signal off my neck

Faster than the numbers on the check

Warped up in the booth I cannot stop

Turn my whole whole world into a dot

Motor on my tongue it keep me hot

Pressure in my chest it hit the spot

Every door I touch now turn to gold

Every face I seen now turn to old