What A Day

Walking into Cartier, I'm a cardiologist

Walking out with nothing in my hand, I get provocative

Yeah, I told Kim, I'ma be right back, so I promised her

I'ma go getter, mama calling me accomplisher

What a day it's been, like a wheel, bitch, I'm tired

Put the channel on the lock, gripping steel like a plier

Gripping on that wheel, no license, I'm a driver

Thumper on my lap, shit, this a nine iron

I got a golf course, but I'm not talkin' grass

It's a full wide field, called the Garden on the map