ShittyBoyz - NFL lyrics
[ShittyBoyz - NFL lyrics]
(Ooh shit, that's a Danny G beat)
Play I just made won't make SportsCenter
I don't fight girls but I'm a whore hitter
Niggas start to see you win and act so bitter
Can't join a team unless you
A for sure shitter
Glock hit him like it's Ed Reed
But it ain't got a safety
SBs cost a touchdown
You still shop at Macy's
Want a verse? It's a max
Contract you gotta pay me
Slide down and play bully ball, shit
We got a baby
Hand gang coordinate the blitz
He'll sack around
Treat your bitch like a warmup
She got passed around
545s in the K, this a faster round
Jason Voorhees, boy
Your bitch let me stab her down
You ain't never gon' win like Dak Prescott
Chain really dance
It's getting sturdy like it's Kay Flock
Only rule when applying pressure
Is you can't stop you the type of nigga
Hit the mall but do not shop
Play against us? Boy
I bet they'd quit by halftime
Unky got the blues and the
Yellow like the Fab Five
Feel like Dale Earnhardt
How the Lamb' drive
Go and check the score, bitch
We winning by a landslide
Playbook full of scams, boy
I could coach this shit
Figure eights in the kitty cat
Got me motion sick puddle on my neck
Wardrobe on some ocean shit
I be route running
All unc' know is potion mix
Plugged in like a charger
Call me "Keenan Allen"
Bitch wanna cake, talk late
I ain't Jimmy Fallon
But she a savage with that ass
She like Meg Thee Stallion
Dee got cheese like a pizza
But he not Italian
Skating 'round
Sticked up like the avalanche
Hunnid K's 'round, shit
We really know the Taliban
Mike Amiri Man, ten thousand
I'm just grabbing pants
I'm just Megatroning plays
In here stacking bands
Fancy lil' bitch like her steak
With some crème brûlée
Russian fucker with a fully lever
Not the standard K
Thinking, "Should I hit the booth
Or go and scam today?"
If she hop up in the Dodge
It's guaranteed I ram her, gang
Bro been in the field but he
Ain't make it to the NFL
Ex bitch asked how I been doing
And I told her well
Live it up, this karma want me to go to Hell
If it's up, i'll have them niggas on yo
Head like some gel
I'll have ahki pick him off like a bad pass
Finna do that once dance on they mad-ass
Good pint
Running through them lines like a halfback
Star player
Made a triple double off of Cash App
Playmaker, all I see is O's and X's
(Ooh shit, that's a Danny G beat)
In the field with hit sticks
We be toting weapons no cap
Got a thing for them clothes with X's
Hunnid shots, if they slide with you
Get yo bros ejected
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia
That's on every song bitch
Loser
Play I just made won't make SportsCenter
I don't fight girls but I'm a whore hitter
Niggas start to see you win and act so bitter
Can't join a team unless you
A for sure shitter
Glock hit him like it's Ed Reed
But it ain't got a safety
SBs cost a touchdown
You still shop at Macy's
Want a verse? It's a max
Contract you gotta pay me
Slide down and play bully ball, shit
We got a baby
Hand gang coordinate the blitz
He'll sack around
Treat your bitch like a warmup
She got passed around
545s in the K, this a faster round
Jason Voorhees, boy
Your bitch let me stab her down
You ain't never gon' win like Dak Prescott
Chain really dance
It's getting sturdy like it's Kay Flock
Only rule when applying pressure
Is you can't stop you the type of nigga
Hit the mall but do not shop
Play against us? Boy
I bet they'd quit by halftime
Unky got the blues and the
Yellow like the Fab Five
Feel like Dale Earnhardt
How the Lamb' drive
Go and check the score, bitch
We winning by a landslide
Playbook full of scams, boy
I could coach this shit
Figure eights in the kitty cat
Got me motion sick puddle on my neck
Wardrobe on some ocean shit
I be route running
All unc' know is potion mix
Plugged in like a charger
Call me "Keenan Allen"
Bitch wanna cake, talk late
I ain't Jimmy Fallon
But she a savage with that ass
She like Meg Thee Stallion
Dee got cheese like a pizza
But he not Italian
Skating 'round
Sticked up like the avalanche
Hunnid K's 'round, shit
We really know the Taliban
Mike Amiri Man, ten thousand
I'm just grabbing pants
I'm just Megatroning plays
In here stacking bands
Fancy lil' bitch like her steak
With some crème brûlée
Russian fucker with a fully lever
Not the standard K
Thinking, "Should I hit the booth
Or go and scam today?"
If she hop up in the Dodge
It's guaranteed I ram her, gang
Bro been in the field but he
Ain't make it to the NFL
Ex bitch asked how I been doing
And I told her well
Live it up, this karma want me to go to Hell
If it's up, i'll have them niggas on yo
Head like some gel
I'll have ahki pick him off like a bad pass
Finna do that once dance on they mad-ass
Good pint
Running through them lines like a halfback
Star player
Made a triple double off of Cash App
Playmaker, all I see is O's and X's
(Ooh shit, that's a Danny G beat)
In the field with hit sticks
We be toting weapons no cap
Got a thing for them clothes with X's
Hunnid shots, if they slide with you
Get yo bros ejected
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia
That's on every song bitch
Loser