Top it Album cover
ToP iT – Ledge Golf
Iron Off The Tee by Ledge Golf
King of the 3 Putt by Ledge Golf
A dramatic sunset sky filled with fiery red, orange, and purple clouds stretches across the image, silhouetting a row of dark pine trees at the bottom. In the center, bold, distressed white text reads “KING OF THE 3 PUTT,” with a small golf-style crest above and “LEDGE GOLF” below. The design captures the chaotic, high-energy feel of the song while blending pop-punk grit with nature’s intensity.

Iron Off The Tee by Ledge Golf

Iron Off The Tee is a country-golf classic that tips its hat to every player who’s ever swallowed their pride and left the driver in the bag.
A cowboy on horseback rides through a sunlit arena at golden hour, casting a dramatic silhouette against the bright sky. The scene feels warm, nostalgic, and proudly rural. Bold Western-style text in deep brown reads “Iron Off The Tee” across the center, with “Ledge Golf” below. A subtle crest logo floats above the rider’s head, tying golf and country together in a gritty, tongue-in-cheek tribute to playing it safe off the tee.

Iron Off The Tee (Listen on Spotify) is a country-golf classic that tips its hat to every player who’s ever swallowed their pride and left the driver in the bag. Where ToP iT raged with grime-fuelled fury and hacker heartbreak, Iron Off The Tee slows things down with twangy strumming and a wink of self-awareness. It’s a tongue-in-cheek anthem for the cautious, the pragmatic, and the quietly consistent.

Some songs are made for eagles.
This one’s made for laying up — and living with it.

With its laid-back vibe and a chorus that’s half confession, half declaration, Iron Off The Tee stands tall in the face of macho mulligans and sliced bombs. It’s not about power — it’s about peace of mind.

So call it cowardice. Call it smart. Either way, this track’s going straight down the middle — just like that trusty 5-iron.

Lyrics – Iron Off The Tee by Ledge Golf

The boys are all laughing, calling me by name,
But I know my game, and I feel no shame.
I watch their balls slice, landing far and wide,
While my little iron shot rolls straight with pride.

I’m just a pussy ass bitch with my iron off the tee,
Playing it safe, that’s the golfer in me.
I ain’t out for glory, just trying to stay free,
From the bunkers and the hazards, just let me be.

I’m just a pussy ass bitch with my iron off the tee,
Playing it safe, that’s the golfer in me.
I ain’t out for glory, just trying to stay free,
From the bunkers and the hazards, just let me be.

Fan feedback

Country heat meets course wisdom. This one gets me – @cartpathcowboy

Driver? Never met her – @fairwayfinda

Laughing my ass off — and also lowkey inspired – @no3puttsjustvibes

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