Nah, no fuck, nah, nah, fuck that nigga's thing
cause you fuckin' made chum and got all personal
that niggas gon' go back to that old fuckin' 2010 shit
about talkin' bout fuckin' with all that
no fuck that nigga, I got you
Fuck that
Grab mitt and two half to spit blizzard
It's actually flick, cigarette, ash and bitch
Niggas harassment, eight niggas are hash
Delay, Quicken and Dash, the same
Niggas bad to taste venison
Still in the business of smacking up little rappers
with rackets, you play tennis with hated for bank
Livin' and sprainin' at how to win
the shade of his main venison
suitcase in it with haisin' for late sentences
advanced apathy, smashin' the man
cameras up, tan khakis and antagonists
Dan Dapper'd up, ho, Dagobon
had a sense of Padawan
rappin' hot as fuckin' cattle brands
wearing planta thongs, grab a bomb
I'm messin' fool, beer, tag along
get a nice bankin', new Sears catalog
set them metal critics to the bezel, stop gettin' wrong
get em' hired in the pitchin' metal T cattle songs
Fo' deep in the Rover Cannon
Ridin' dirty through a song as Canyon
Niggas know that it's the G-O-L-F-W-A-N-G
G-O-L-F-W-A-N-G
Fifty-eight for the last check
Badawamin', you still be on deck
Niggas, the motherfuckin' G-O-L-F-W-A-N-G
G-O-L-F-W-A-N-G
Yeah, the misadventures of his shit
talk of pissed as Rick Ross' fist sip
off a six logger, known to sit and wash his sins off
at the pitch, alter hat, never back
was like the print off the chipmonger
get it like a blue pill, make you stick long
or a swift fist off your chin from his wrist
launch a chick, chronic thrift, shop a thick
like the Knicks Ross, the stormed off
it came straight back like thicks posture
pen, nah, I probably rid it with some used syringes
from out the rubbish bin at your local Looney Clinic
watchin' movies in a room full of goons
he rented on the hump, a clues more food
than some clues he women
brooms and gimmicks with a broom
he used the news for quitters
G-E-R-I-T-N-Schooled him to a ditch
chewed him booty-sinnin'
two pretentious do pretend like he could lose
was spittin' steam and tubes and poop
was twistin' doobies full of euphemism
stupid, thought it up, got a quick thought out
toss it right back like a vodka fifth, spot him on a rocket
swappin' dollars in for pocket length
a lob of water, chicken at a cop bra on some flock of shit
pose a nigga, try to disrespect
get a fuckin' thunder to his neck
shut out tonight, cause it's the G-O-L-F-W-A-N-G
G-O-L-F-W-A-N-G
lookin' bomby, posted on the block
like I ain't make a quarter million off a socks
nigga, cause it's the G-O-L-F-W-A-N-G
G-O-L-F-W-A-N-G
bitch, niggas
Wolfgang
golf-wang niggas
trash-wang
Naughty squad
yeah
stay off the block, niggas
you not welcome
circle eight
bitch
G-O-L-F-W-A-N-G
