Wager (feat. Taylor Made OG)

Yo! You better get back to the bubble
Cuz I'm trying to make it not so subtle
Play 18, at nighttime closest to the pin
Go to bed wake up do it again
Going shot for shot taking all your skins
Get back to the course, these trips affected your GHIN
Get your cart and pick me up
I'm so frustrated like Costner from tin cup
I wanna bet big, lotta dolla on the line
Chipped away at my heart with your nine
Iron, but I'm made of steel
Are you going to press or take the deal
I'm, not here for a grin
Bring the gin, pour some vodka in, I'm here to win
I might show up late but I'm still on time
Goin golf, on the drop of a dime

When I wager
It's like a major
I'm a player
You're a hater
I'm just greater
Your rock I'm paper
I'm hittin lasers
You hittin Taylor
I'm reppin nike
Direct like Spike Lee
I'm in your psyche
Got you sayin Cryke
Say a prayer
Cuz you in danger
Flows like a pager
I'll see ya later

Trunk to tee, ball markers a dime
Caddies got a quarter, cart girls got the lime
50 on the Nassau, then we scatta
Hit my pool after, pull out my protractor
Then I tally my winnings, It's been a beat down
I rally, I'm grinning, the amount, in my account, wow
Sherlock Holmes can't solve what I'm becoming
I'm Tom Watson with the stick, when I'm putting
Hit bombs like Phil, like, Bryson Dechambeau
Can't match my skill, you cryin, drink Bordeaux
When I stripe my irons, look like Rory Mcllroy
You should just retire, sad story attaboy
My short game top notch but I stay on watch
Only down a couple shots pour me another scotch
These debts are sure to mount, cuz now I own you
Should've gave you a discount, shoulda shown you

When I wager
It's like a major
I'm a player
You're a hater
I'm just greater
Your rock I'm paper
I'm hittin lasers
You hittin Taylor
I'm reppin nike
Direct like Spike Lee
I'm in your psyche
Got you sayin Cryke
Say a prayer
Cuz you in danger
Flows like a pager
I'll see ya later



Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Johnson
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