Hunxho – Top Golf Lyrics

Top Golf

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"Top Golf." - Hunxho

Monday, 19 October 2026, 04:33 am

Album: 4 Days In LA

Track No: 06

I ain't never tryna make it far, dawg
When I get there, I could never fall off
Block hot, hot as hell, hot sauce
I'm cool, Tenny, get your mans knocked off

Take somethin', get your hand sawed off
Put in work, I can never call off
Goin' through it, baby, talk, don't walk off
Stayin' down, get to the top like Top Golf

I'm bigger, I can do what I want to, I'm that nigga
Get deep in your bitch throat, I'm tryna kill her
Don't care what they told you, not a killer
Care who you fuck with, nigga gotta get it
I'm turnt up, laced, and the opps on a nigga
I tell her, "Come here, put that gawk on a nigga"
I shoot with that blade, been walkin' on niggas

I'm the biological father to niggas
My son, hit him, they all gotta get on guns

Diss me today, by tomorrow, he done
Nigga feel like he thuggin', go step on 'em, uh
Ba-ba-bangin', we rep' on 'em, brodie gon' step on 'em
Why the fuck you raise your hand to go tell on 'em?
That ain't real, nah, that ain't righteous
Me, yeah, all my niggas for lifers
Hit New York with these blick niggas, Rikers

I see them boys ridin', these niggas bikers
She put so much spit on my dick, this bitch triflin'
I get to trippin', this bitch get to psychin'
Throw away so many songs, I ain't like 'em
You think 'Wop done signed? A young nigga so icy
Every day thuggin', I'm goin' through a crisis
Been fightin' myself, feel like Tyson on Tyson

Mike, bitch, thuggin' in the trap, he
Beatin' that white bitch, dyke bitch
Niggas be hoes, that's why I don't like shit
Double down, I might be a flight risk
Fifty thousand, this on a light day, bitch, this some light shit
Sixty thousand on a nigga, tell his center
Bro to get him, young nigga like this

Young nigga like that, young nigga spin, spin, right back
Knock shit down where you fight at

I done took off on 'em, where my flight at?
I done sent shit up, where the kites at?
We go handle this business, be right back
Better not do this at home, you can't try that
I done came a long way, used to hijack

I done came a long way, used to rob, I put this on Blood
Check out the car kit, trunk in the hood
I start a moshpit whenever I do it
I start the wild shit, niggas ain't good
Tell a nigga talk shit, now broad day, shit, walk shit down
I was just a hard head, I done changed my life, mom would do proud
I can't even do shit, I ain't bool, nigga tryna jack my style

I done got the VVS in my chain, shit all crystal

God, if I go broke now, bet I go back, make 'em all get down
Turn a nigga mushmouth, shit shut down just for talkin' out loud

I ain't never tryna make it far, dawg
When I get there, I could never fall off
Block hot, hot as hell, hot sauce
I'm cool, Tenny, get your mans knocked off

Take somethin', get your hand sawed off
Put in work, I can never call off
Goin' through it, baby, talk, don't walk off
Stayin' down, get to the top like Top Golf

I'm bigger, I can do what I want to, I'm that nigga
Get deep in your bitch throat, I'm tryna kill her
Don't care what they told you, not a killer
Care who you fuck with, nigga gotta get it
I'm turnt up, laced, and the opps on a nigga
I tell her, "Come here, put that gawk on a nigga"
I shoot with that blade, been walkin' on niggas

Writer(s): Ibrahim Dodo.

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