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Tyler The Creator - Golfboyshit Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayo

[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m on my Golf boy shit
Passport stamped on my Golf boy shit (Woo)
G5 the plane on my Golf boy shit
Seeing Europe on a train on my Golf boy shit
Yeah, I’m on my Golf boy shit
Low top Chucks on my Golf boy shit (Uh)
Hermès on the link on my Golf boy shit
When Casio the watch on my Golf boy shit (Woo)
Yeah, I’m on my Golf boy shit
French toast plates on my Golf boy shit (Uh-huh)
Mint tea leaves in a cup, take sip
The McLaren making noise, leaving my two cent
Yeah, I’m on my Golf boy shit (Ayo)
Money in the bank on my Golf boy shit (Yeah)
Niggas find your house on that Golf boy shit
Put that burner in your mouth, fuck a Golf- (Ayo)

[Verse]
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
Sweater vеst, pleated shorts, high socks with the Chucks
Go ahеad, you could knuck if you buck
The Golf boys on that passport, Safari, y’all ain’t fuckin’ with us
Niggas scared to give me beats, cause I be fuckin’ 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 fuck?
Y’all could bullshit with rap if you want
Green bills, dawg, I feel like a duck
Y’all all suck after me, you must feel like a cuck, shit I couldn’t relate
I be standing in the sun getting black as I want
Pullin’ up with that killer with a map in the front
Shit sound like gorilla when I’m backing it up (Grrr!)
I’m that nigga motherfucker, that’s a fact, who the fuck
Disagrees? You a dummy, I be acting it up (Uh)
Real ass nigga, give a fuck ‘bout a nigga
Big Louis trunk, hold five, six figures (Woo)
Nigerian, so you know my dick bigger (Woo)
I be fuckin’ on guitar playin’ curly haired niggas, yeah
[Chorus]
I’m on my Golf boy shit
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 bitch

[Outro]
Yuh, I’m on my Golf boy shit
Yeah, haha (Woo)
(Uh)