Gettin dirty

[Intro] Yo, Pinehurst greens, where the heat don’t quit, PG and Lance, ‘bout to get real lit. Old school, new b***d, they tearin’ up the course, Two dudes in love, fuckin’ with no remorse. [Verse 1] PG roll up, silver fox, lookin’ raw, Leather pants tight, got Lance’s jaw on the floor. Middle-aged Lance, body carved like a beast, Drivin’ to Pinehurst for a freaky-a*s feast. Cart’s vibin’ hard, through them Carolina trees, PG’s spittin’ nasty, got Lance beggin’ “please.” They ain’t chasin’ birdies, they chasin’ that thrill, Bunkers gettin’ pounded, yeah, they know the drill. [Chorus] Pinehurst poppin’, greens turn to sin, PG and Lance, fuckin’ hard to win. Smashin’ in the rough, under sweaty-a*s skies, Two kings goin’ deep, with that lust in they eyes. [Verse 2] PG’s got game, swingin’ with that dirty smirk, Growls, “Lance, I’mma wreck you till you can’t even work.” Lance, he’s a savage, rippin’ off his fit, “Old man, I’mma ride you till you bust and quit.” They dive in the sand trap, shadows hide the scene, Sweat drippin’ heavy, fuckin’ wild like a dream. Clubhouse don’t know, but the fairway’s they stage, Tearin’ up the 18th, no cage for they rage. [Chorus] Pinehurst poppin’, greens turn to sin, PG and Lance, fuckin’ hard to win. Smashin’ in the rough, under sweaty-a*s skies, Two kings goin’ deep, with that lust in they eyes. [Bridge] Yo, f**k them hazards, they bangin’ in the dirt, PG’s grippin’ tight, Lance’s moans gonna burst. From the tee to the hole, they breakin’ all the codes, Two studs in the moonlight, blowin’ up them roads. [Verse 3] Dawn’s creepin’ in, but they still goin’ dumb, PG’s chain swingin’, Lance’s a*s goin’ numb. No scorecard needed, they scorin’ all night, Pinehurst greens blazin’ with they freaky delight. Cart’s parked crooked, clothes scattered in the grass, Two lovers gettin’ filthy, no one’s got they class. They fuckin’ on the fairway, leavin’ marks in the dew, PG and Lance, yeah, they know what to do. [Chorus] Pinehurst poppin’, greens turn to sin, PG and Lance, fuckin’ hard to win. Smashin’ in the rough, under sweaty-a*s skies, Two kings goin’ deep, with that lust in they eyes. [Outro] So shout out Pinehurst, where the freaks come alive, PG and Lance, keep that fire in they drive. On these greens forever, they’ll bang till they drop, Two dudes in love, fuckin’ non-stop.