Lyrics

How bout this beautiful trophy Huh Aye I got some wise words for that Cincinnati mayor Know your role and shut yo mouth Ya jabroni You got to fight For your right To party Whole team been a champ better check yo belt Stay on ten so Pachec yo self We stay winning One on the back when I slide, McKinnon Y'all been a phony Put 'em on Broadway, give 'em a Toney You fake, know that letting me go was a Giant mistake And you late Know where you at They Schuster this that's why they holding me back That's how they lack Leaving 'em open Just for a minute then I come through Bolton I thought you knew me Applying the pressure I treat it like Thuney You really too puny You got to go pray to the Skyy Moore than ever If you think you rushing right through me, I'm Chris Jones with it they don't block me never Ima keep it Frank like Clark I'm better Yeah I'm the goat Don't try to step in Mahome with a joke Then taking it back Told me I'd fail then give me a Pat on the back And wishing I'd go to react Well you right Cause when they go against me, that's a Travisty I take New Heights Who might Talk on a screen but can't do without the blue light Next season better pick the crew right, this Is champion season Knowin' the kingdom been here for a reason Red that we bleeding Super Bowl winner Got the ring on when I eat my dinner Know the jig been been up It's champion season Knowin' the kingdom been here for a reason Red that we bleeding Super Bowl winner Got the ring on when I eat my dinner Know the jig been been up
Writer(s): Ryan Thorbjornsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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