Even Steven Lyrics

What's popping putts dropping

It's my Day off man I'm golfing

Dew sweeping new shoes squeaking

I'm Thinking 36 this weekend

Rarely miss a fairway I'm a diamond in the rough

Even Steven MC does not stand for missed cut

Slow play in front, is getting me annoyed

I see more greens than chicks who text me with an android

Eating up the front nine, is it time for lunch yet

Put it on the back foot, when I hit a punch shot

Gotta keep it low, so I trap trap trap

Landed in the bunker, sand trap trap trap

With a fried egg , I'm about to splash it out

Like the hands in my rap crowd , i get it up and down.

Short par four, ima meet you on the dance floor

…ugh…

Drop down get your eagle on.

Nice little wedge won't you back that thang up

Five yard fade, play a Lil Butter cut

Closest to the pin, my initials KP

Landed softly on the green, butterfly with sore feet

Call me even Steven, cuz I birdie eighteen

Like my boy JT, keep the scorecard clean

Never in the ruff my white kicks stay clean man

Play the baby fade every time same thing and

They Call me even Steven, never do I three wack

Anytime I bogey then a birdie brings me right back

Always Stick the finish, then hit em with a Club twirl

Fake rubber rattlesnake to scare the beer cart girl

I be Playing from the tips, juuuust the tips

Tee it high let it fly, lick the stamp and send it

When its breezy swing easy, to minimize the spin

Practice putting on viagra, Never up never in

Greens get slick when the grass starts to glisten

You can talk to a fade but a hook won't listen

When I hit driver it sounds like a shotty blast

Never Wear a white belt, That's for rookies in karate class

Playing private courses (yeah I pulled some strings man)

Spinning wedges off the green (yeah I pulled the string man)

Never do I have an extra ball in my pocket

Do you expect to hit a Hozel rocket?

Even Steven scratch, don't get no pops

Score card full of Circles looking like the chicken pox

Make pars, spit bars, caddy yells "that's a dandy"

On Sunday I worship the church of St. Andrews.

Call me even Steven, cuz I birdie eighteen

Like my boy Will Z, keep the scorecard clean

Never in the ruff my white kicks stay clean man

Play the baby fade every time same thing man

Even Steven homie. Remember the name

Golfing is for G's

Put some respect on the game

I'm hitting the links, i'm sipping the drinks, i'm living the dream often

My phone is off, i'm dodging your calls, I'm out of the office… golfing

On 18 before the last putt drop

I already had on my Flip flops.

Early walk Kevin Na give a little shit talk

Pay me my bets brah, I hit 'em with a Crip walk

Hat off, shake hands, tell 'em that I had fun

Tesla pulled itself up to the bag drop

Time to settle up, I know I won the match

Front back overall, and I took the press

Thursday just don't shoot your self out of the game

Friday get your name on the first page

Saturday pack up the boxes cuz it's moving day

Sunday night I bought new house on magnolia lane.

I got a new set of mizunos I was, Gonna sell the old

But I keep them in my locker so my wifey doesn't know

Sees it clubs in the garage whenever she comes home

She Thinks I'm still at work but I'm on the 15th hole.

I can hit the flop

I can make it land soft

I can drive in low

(Skirt skirt)

Two hop and stop

I tell my putts to drop

It listens when I talk

My pro V one Checks up and moon walks

I can hit the flop

I can make it land soft

I can drive in low

(Skirt skirt)

Two hop and drop

Tell my putt to drop

It listens when I talk

My pro V1 Checks up and moon walks

Negativity cant penetrate my mind state

Uhhh

So my golf ball flies straight

Yuhh

Trunk slamming, wrinkle neck, bogey shooting pessimists,

Throwing clubs, getting huffy puffy about the putts they miss.

(First) Need to get ya mind right, (Second) need to practice

Get ya game tight, with a coach like George gankas (sup G?)

I'm a scrambling man every round I chip in

I be throwing darts every putts a kick in

Match is all square

But No squares on the scorecard

Dad tells friends his son hits the ball so far

Sawed off follow through keep it low for me

If I tie I win, cuz I got you dormie homie

Stinger in the wind, making love to the bugs

Ball flight so low, it hit a midget in the nuts (ouch)

There's no way my lob wedge was only 60 degrees

Cuz it was scorching hot today I made 8 birdies

Call me even Steven, cuz I birdie 18

Like my boy Rory, keep the scorecard clean

Never in the ruff my white kicks stay clean man

Play the baby fade every time same thing man

Golf and hip hop, yo That is my world

Hit so many greens I could make a bear say GIR

Ok, that last line was a little cheesy

I be dressing nice for golf… but keep it a little steezy