Lyrics

[Verse]
Birdies flying, puff of clouds, I’m in the zone
Driver in hand, but I’m cooked, my mind’s blown
Tee box misty, got my brew, it’s ice cold
Par three vibes, my swing sloppy but bold

[Verse 2]
Caddy lookin' sideways, eyes redder than the pin
Bunker shots hazier than the state I’m in
Cart loaded heavy, greens and grains collide
Beer-hop fueled, swinging reckless with pride

[Chorus]
Rolling greens, sipping dreams, can’t lose
Fairway fire, golden suds, my muse
The 19th hole’s where legends are made
But I’m lost in the grass, both smoke and cascade

[Verse 3]
Bird callin’, that’s just me lightin’ my jay
On the back nine - puff, flick, sip, replay
Suds trapped in my koozie, foam on the tip
Eyes locked on the flag, mind starting to drift

[Bridge]
Bogey life, but I’m feeling rich
Pockets full of empties, tees and a spliff
Golf clap the vibe, cheers echo wide
Hazard full of laughter, down the course we slide

[Verse 4]
Double fistin', steppin’ up, swing too loose
Buzz kill the bogeyman, beer my truce
Put the "high" in handicap, cart wheels rollin’
Club flung, breeze sharp, my world’s unfolding