Lyrics:
Winding Up The Backswing So the wheels keep spinning The gears keep turning but you're a good years are burning while I Shuffle my weight to my
I fuckin' hate my backswing. When I look at it, all I wanna fuckin' do is cry. I fuckin' hate my backswing. When I look at it, all I wanna fuckin'
Von with the backswing Fell in love with her Fell in love with her Fell in love with her accent (Yeah) Bitch I'm a baller She tryin hang like koala
on the backswing You must got a massive pair of nuts if you attack me Raven got a gun up to his head and he itching to pop it Sliding through yo town and Imma hit it
It starts with a backswing Now it's flying over the fence You're calm and collected A man awake in a trance You go your own way No use in sticking
that'd be cool 'Cuz he'd play a match against her any day Just to see her do that back-swing He served an ace into her heart and said, Girl, please agree
always flying off the back-swing Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon 'Cause that cartoon has got the boom anime babes That make me think the wrong thing
always flying off the back-swing Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon 'Cause that cartoon has got the boom anime babes That make me think the wrong thing
gimmie da loot I hold it down for the midwest Like Chano I got the juice Get the club moving like a backswing Hittin hoes like Tiger no wedding ring
Was gone at rallies Workin' on his backswing Social distance Done right Is Trump six feet back From the mic He just stir up drama Blame Obama Then flip
standing Hit you on the back just like a backswing Little bump n grind now I'm handling She knew I was balling since I pulled up in the whip Dive into
of better clubs Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs just so my irons aren't always flying off the back-swing Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon Cause that
cold all of a sudden Swing back, backswing, US Open (Check, check, check, check)
on the backswing, ting Now you dealin wit a bat sting ring You gon pay your manager I see you on this acting thing You one shell of a person one hell of a serpent You
fast like a 40 yard dash Back in the back of the backseat Posted up on the T like a backswing Bitch I'm running it up like a track meet Imma be great, so
on my name but won't ask me It's cuz way I move smoove is why you hate on me? We came from the same shit You drown As I backswing Hmph This life hard for
waist in a crop top Line it up taking pics it's a hotspot Backswing long strokes baby it's a chip shot 12 girls on my line, I play em like a fiddle Tee
a sotia Composure and fervour I'm intermediate Not for your amusement, I ain't with the putt-putt Perfected my backswing no hacking just tee it Out here
Bitch boy walking like he owns this shit Better act right or get a slit I ain't fucking with you and your shit Better pay attention to that backswing
Bitch boy walking like he owns this shit Better act right or get a slit I ain't fucking with you and your shit Better pay attention to that backswing
Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs Just so my irons aren't always Flying off the back-swing Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon Cause that cartoon has got
on home Back to the land of climate control Summertime's here and I can't see a thing Sun do shine, I'm working on my backswing Trouble with me is I got too
of better clubs Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs Just so my irons aren't always Flying off the back-swing Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon Cause that
have a Samurai Gonna get a set of better clubs Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs Just so my irons aren't always Flying off the back-swing Gotta get in
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