GOLF COURSE MEETINGS

(Oh, that's music to my ears)

[Chorus: Marty]
None of my meetings indoors
I’m out on the course
Playing in shorts
You in the building
I’m yelling out fore (Fore!)
Yeah, my stomach was growling I couldn’t record
They wanna be buddies, I’m not Pauly Shore (yeah)
I saw the call, I thought you was blocked, so I hit ignore (woah, woah, woah, woah)
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Ay, Ay, Ay

[Verse 1: Marty]
Ah, My uncle had to spin the block
He got that thing in the caddy
Why you crying?
Quit being dramatic
She said she a diva
Are you being sarcastic? (Really?)
Uh, I got a whole bunch of classics I need to drop
I talk to God he told me “Wassup?”
I don’t need luck
No fingers crossed
Yeah, the bottom too crowded, the higher I go
They like to see talent, they hidе in a robe
The prettiеst people are depressed the most

[Chorus: Marty]
Yeah, uh, none of my meetings indoors
I’m out on the course
Playing in shorts
You in the building
I’m yelling out fore (Fore!)
Yeah, my stomach was growling I couldn’t record
They wanna be buddies, I’m not Pauly Shore
I saw the call, I thought you was blocked, so I hit ignore
Ay, ay (ay, ay)
Wait (ay)
Ay (Hol up)
Ay (ay)
Ay (ay)
Ay (what)
Ay (ok)

[Verse 2: Gavin the HotRod]
If mama had to spin the block
She kept the Lord hammer tucked up in a towel
Big man is an echo
Bad on all these records
I'm hopping off tightropes
Yeah, they ain't seen us spit out lightning
My heroes and commas like "bravo"
Yeah, my daddy wasn’t real deep, boy
He was teaching me how to be macho
Yeah, can't be a chump
Funny enough when you come from the mud
They teaching you all about how to be tough
But they do not teach you about how you get stuck
Write on a mug
Doubling down when they doubling up
Man, this can't be enough
Writing my rap with Arcadius touch
Ain't hearing me talk there ain't much to discuss
Marty said he want a Pitbull so he hit me up
Yeah, that was a must
I ain't here to do what y'all been doing
So you know I'm 'bout to make it for us

[Chorus: Marty]
None of my meetings indoors
I’m out on the course
Playing in shorts
You in the building
I’m yelling out fore (Fore!)
Yeah, my stomach was growling I couldn’t record
They wanna be buddies, I’m not Pauly Shore
I saw the call, I thought you was blocked, so I hit ignore
Ay