GOLF

[Chorus 1]
They saying 'the fuck going on with me?'
I'm saying 'the fuck going on with them?'
Bad man, ima let you know i hit for the drip, ion need no rip
Bad bitch playing with her nosey, my brodi cook em he don't gotta spin
Aye, i'm really raw, and make me levitate then smack me down
Yea the first of all, the root of all, don't mean you wouldn't be around
I do the insta call, and show the racks, you know i ain't fucking around
They saying that i know ball, we scoring that 3 don't need a rebound
Swing this stick, GOLF, cut that bitch, off
Like 3 missed calls, feel like Chris Paul
Turn that blitz on, like it's kickball
My bitch like 'me or Owens?' turn her to a Rick Boss

[verse 1]
I'm pissed off, these say otherwise, i don't mind
Who you finna call, when i ain't by your side, it's gon decline
She visteral, she work at Calvin Klein, like from behind
Need a visual, i feel like genuine, she pony ride
Hit that Uzi walk, i shake my shoulder wiping off the grind
Niggas miserable, don't get love so they just go online
Ain't no hanama, bitch i spent that fire charizard
And that horizon, i'm just looking out start dozing off
You don't start as a hater you tend to it
When it come to that Benji i get to it
He swing that sword just like Genji over ruin
Go to war, i turn that sunny to a dewy
Like what's up, like what's up, like what's, up?
Call yo phone, call yo phone, call wake, up
All i want, all i want is you
Feel like i have no problem and we back, coollike what's up, like what's up, like what's, up?
Call yo phone, call yo phone, call wake, up
All i want, all i want is you
Feel like i have no problem and we back, cool

[Chorus]
They saying 'the fuck going on with me?'
I'm saying 'the fuck going on with them?'
Bad man, ima let you know i hit for the drip, ion need no rip
Bad bitch playing with her nosey, my brodi cook em he don't gotta spin
Aye, i'm really raw, and make me levitate then smack me down
Yea the first of all, the root of all, don't mean you wouldn't be around
I do the insta call, and show the racks, you know i ain't fucking around
They saying that i know ball, we scoring that 3 don't need a rebound
Swing this stick, GOLF, cut that bitch, off
Like 3 missed calls, feel like Chris Paul
Turn that blitz on, like it's kickball