lirik lagu tyler, the creator – golfboyshit
[intro]
ayo
[verse 1]
yeah, i’m on my golf boy sh~t
passport stamped on my golf boy sh~t (woo)
g5 the plane on my golf boy sh~t
seeing europe on a train on my golf boy sh~t
yeah, i’m on my golf boy sh~t
low top chucks on my golf boy sh~t (uh)
hermès on the link on my golf boy sh~t
when casio the watch on my golf boy sh~t (woo)
[verse 2]
yeah, i’m on my golf boy sh~t
french toast plates on my golf boy sh~t (uh~huh)
mint tea leaves in a cup, take sip
the mclaren making noise, leavin’ my two cent
yeah, i’m on my golf boy sh~t (ayo)
money in the bank on my golf boy sh~t (yeah)
n~ggas find your house on that golf boy sh~t
put that burner in your mouth, f~ck a golf~ (ayo, talk to ’em like)
[verse 3]
all thrills, no pills, we ain’t percin’ it up
backseat, cullinan, you know the curtains is up
sound system real good, so i’m n.e.r.d.in’ it up
anita baker, bad brains if i shuffle it up
karen paye, vvs, belt buckle is tough
swеater vest, pleatеd shorts, high socks with the chucks
go ahead, you could knuck if you buck
the golf boys on that passport, safari, y’all ain’t f~ckin’ with us
n~ggas scared to give me beats, cause i be f~ckin’ it up
group b, switch gear, i ain’t jerkin’ it, but
this model here got a heavier clutch
in about eight months, golf did 20 mil’, what the f~ck?
y’all could bullsh~t with rap if you want
green bills, dawg, i feel like a duck
y’all all suck after me, you must feel like a cup, sh~t i couldn’t relate
i be standing in the sun getting black as i want
pullin’ up with that k!ller with a map in the front
sh~t sound like gorilla when i’m backing it up (rrr)
i’m that n~gga motherf~cker, that’s a fact, who the f~ck
disagrees? you a dummy, i be acting it up (uh)
real ass n~gga, give a f~ck ‘bout a n~gga
big louis trunk, hold five, six figures (woo, woo)
nigerian, so you know my d~ck bigger
i be f~ckin’ on guitar, playin’ curly haired n~ggas, yeah
i’m on my golf boy sh~t
eggnog the beamer, you could see no tint (uh)
take the back street, you won’t see no whips (woo)
and i keep it lowkey, you won’t see my b~tch
[outro]
yeah, i’m on my golf boy sh~t
yeah, haha (woo)
(uh)
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