[Verse 1]
Helmet hair tucked in that snapback
Goof ball grin, but he swing like a slapshot
Hockey scars, busted lip, little show-off
Yellin’ from the bench while the ref tryin’ to skate off (hey!)
Parents own greens, that’s the home turf
Grease on the hands from the carts and the dirt
Booty on the front of his ride in paint
Golf cart mean, but the driver ain’t safe
[Chorus]
That’s Joey in the booty cart, louder than a siren
Fearless when he pull up, every neighbor hear him wildin’
Can’t sit still, he a problem on the course
Mom from Bulgaria, gave him that force
Joey in the booty cart, whole town know his name
Laugh when it’s chaos, he ain’t playin’ games
Big voice barkin’ like he run these streets
Little king of the fairway, rollin’ on repeat (on repeat)
[Verse 2]
Told you he’s twisted, squirrel on a tree
Pinned it up tough like a war trophy
Kids all gasp, but he smirk, “That’s life”
Heart ice cold though he joke all night
ADHD in his bloodstream, zooming
Legs keep twitchin’ when the class room’s boomin’
Talk back quick if you try to say “chill”
Volume on ten, he addicted to the thrill (woo!)
[Bridge]
From the rink to the rough, that boy don’t break
Crash that cart, jump out, still talkin’ brave
Bulgarian blood, that temper, that flame
Laugh at the risk while he chases the game (yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
That’s Joey in the booty cart, louder than a siren
Fearless when he pull up, every neighbor hear him wildin’
Can’t sit still, he a problem on the course
Mom from Bulgaria, gave him that force
Joey in the booty cart, whole town know his name
Laugh when it’s chaos, he ain’t playin’ games
Big voice barkin’ like he run these streets
Little king of the fairway, rollin’ on repeat (on repeat)