"Bowling" lyrics

Where's my automatic?
Please don't get me mad, nigga
Shoot at him and damn 'em
Damn, I think I hit him
Shoot it, it ain't jammin'
This ho' actin' friendly
I just put on Fendi, I don't think he's wit' me
We gon' get him blowed up
And I feel like Sosa
In that Tesla Roadster, Elon be a G.O.A.T wit' it
We give him ebola
I gotta' put my Rolls up
I just pulled up foreign, lil' nigga, yeah, you know it

Striked 'em up like bowling
And I'm in that striker
Cujo hit him, oh man, set that boy on fire
Baby, you too golden
Bowling, go tented
Baby, I ain't foldin'
I used to be on Lachlan, staring, I'm like, "Oh man"
I feel like my old man
Twin Glock, oh since she give me head, I know it
"I can't go on Maury"
Girl, I know it's mine, Top Kid raw dog in glory
You say that all the time, girl, I know it's the story

Please don't get me mad, nigga
Shoot at him and damn 'em
Damn, I think I hit him
Shoot it, it ain't jammin'
This ho' actin' friendly
I just put on Fendi, I don't think he's wit' me
We gon' get him blowed up
And I feel like Sosa
In that Tesla Roadster, Elon be a G.O.A.T wit' it
We give him ebola
I gotta' put my Rolls up
I just pulled up foreign, lil' nigga, yeah, you know it
My life bowling