On the Green Mistah F.A.B. (Ft. Eric Bellinger)

[Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B.]
[?] by my lonely, I'm the only one
Mama said you could get [?] for what your homie done
On the golf course, I'm tryna hit a whole in one
Mistah Egle, hit the birdy, now my putting done
Lounging on the beach in my [?]
Yachting in Abiza, watching dolphins swim with orkas
Haters tuning into my live, that must be torture
Wishing they could step one foot inside my portrats
Suits all taylored to the left
Smoking these cigars, got me running out of breath
All-star weekend, might be hanging out with Steff
Finals in Toronto, I was cussing out the reffs
All the legends love me, hell, I'm one myself
I ain't do it on my own, I had a ton of help
Respect to the real, F to the fake
We [?] bring them by the case

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
I've been on the green, discussing green
I've been on the green, smoking green
Everywhere we go, we steal the scene
[?] extra clean
Yeah
I've been on the green, discussing green
I've been on the green, smoking green
Everywhere we go, we steal the scene
[?] extra clean
Yeah