Golf Vibes ft. Sarod Lyrics

Shawty pick up the line

If I want her she mine

Put in work in the day

Then come alive in the night

But I ain't tryna fight

Girl I just want to grind

Put in work in the booth

And come alive on the mic

Shawty pick up the line

If I want her she mine

Put in work in the day

Then come alive in the night

But I ain't tryna fight

Girl I just want to grind

Put in work in the booth

And come alive on the mic

Tryna bring the phantom right back to the hood

Because momma never seen another house on wheels

Only care about bills

Only care about pills

So I still bring it to her so I do it for the thrill

Raised in the south yeah of course I got grills

And I still keep the steel just incase it gets real

You know know how these niggas feel

When you getting to some money and don't even got a deal

They don't like how I'm built

Never gone forget the day I should've got killed

So I had to thank god for the power of the wheel

We was talking last night and I told him grab the wheel

Said he'd showed me how to play so he brought me to the field

I'm from where they Jackson

like the coach named Phil

Hit arenas like I'm Gilbert cause I got no chill

water on my body think I just grew gills

leave the world are shocked, like you just seen a eel

Streets to the boy to a better man

Flow bender cause I'm playing with the elements

The world sick I'm just giving yall the medicine

check on me I ain't waiting on a settlement

Maybe they don't like me for my elegance

Should've seen his face it was the evidence

I've been snapping like I got a speech impediment

If I even get to heaven pray they let them in

Shawty pick up the line

If I want her she mine

Put in work in the day

Then come alive in the night

But I ain't tryna fight

Girl I just want to grind

Put in work in the booth

And come alive on the mic

Shawty pick up the line

If I want her she mine

Put in work in the day

Then come alive in the night

But I ain't tryna fight

Girl I just want to grind

Put in work in the booth

And come alive on the mic

I go to work early like barista

I love 24 karats like easter

Bunny ain't nothing funny

But can't nobody do it like i do it on a pista

Look that's track

Do i fade to the black or the abstract

Shit I'm way up at the top like the last rack

Yeah I stick it in her crack

And all u hear is balls go slap slap

Clap clap

That's for the standing ovation

Can u withstand innovation

If you owe me ten u aint givin me 9

Don't try to short like asian

I give her zozo like haitian

Chef creole with the rock

Makin griot in the pot

Like we own the block

On the day shift

On the day shift

Day to day i'm passing lanes

On flame gasoline

Too smooth vaseline

New boo that's her name

Too cool that's the way

Shit i'm too rude and das lame

Who knew that Dash would reign

Thats blue cash slash rain

Shawty pick up the line

If I want her she mine

Put in work in the day

Then come alive in the night

But I ain't tryna fight

Girl I just want to grind

Put in work in the booth

And come alive on the mic

Shawty pick up the line

If I want her she mine

Put in work in the day

Then come alive in the night

But I ain't tryna fight

Girl I just want to grind

Put in work in the booth

And come alive on the mic