Club My Golf Balls lyrics

[Intro]
Find me a YouTube link
Find me a YouTube link
Find me a YouTube link
Find me a YouTube link

[Verse 1]
Turn around, flip, I make a quick quip
I pistol-whip a b*tch just for talking sh*t
The press try to stop me, they keep c*ck-blocking me
They do it again, I'll rob their property properly
Ask the problem they got with me
Hat they got when they got with me
I don't write my lyrics honestly
Call them "b*tch" and a "Broccoli"

[Hook]
f*ck you, we reused Bing
f*ck you, we reused Bing
f*ck you, we reused Bing
f*ck you, we reused Bing

[Verse 2]
My dad beats me with a motherf*cking crowbar
Likes to throw me over then he works it and he goes hard
Walk the block with no friends 'cause I am a lone-star
Broke-ass getting money from a loan-shark, oh, ah
We the boys 'cause we forming our own cliques
We needed a location just to measure our own di*ks
[Skit]

[Verse 3]
Stole your mother and I'm filling her cervix
Put her on her back and our fluids are merging
Stole bars 'cause we dropped this one in spring
Clever motherf*ckers noticed we just reused Bing

[Outro]
f*ck you, we reused Bing
f*ck, no, I've got that, stop it