17-0

Seventeen wins damn
That's zero losses
Clever with the schemes
Everybody looking lost
If they on the other team
And we the ones they tryna stop I'll
Grab a Super Bowl ring
We'll be back for several mo

Ho
Bitch
Ain't you seen I got the gleam
Blinging as I'm jogging past
Spike the leather to the green
Light as a feather when I heem
You never better than my team
Bang like berettas, I'm hot like sweaters
Sweating on my Jordan cleats
Skateboard P
How I be looking
When I'm rolling like fiend
Ball like Justin Jefferson
No ref can scream
And halt the play
When I be moving like a dream
All these coaches contemplate
But we too great and we too special
For them to ever change our lane

Seventeen wins damn
That's zero losses
Clever with the schemes
Everybody looking lost
If they on the other team
And we the ones they tryna stop I'll
Grab a Super Bowl ring
We'll be back for several mo

Seventeen wins damn
That's zero losses
Clever with the schemes
Everybody looking lost
If they on the other team
And we the ones they tryna stop I'll
Grab a Super Bowl ring
We'll be back for several mo

Have a perfect season?
Man I really wish we could
But perfect practice don't make you perfect
It make you really good
Until you do it when you hurtin and crying
And puking blood
I verbal vomit as I'm dying
Shit still probably ain't enough
Work on my cuts
Until they tough
Work out my joints
They feeling stiff
Work on my groove of the game
I don't wanna ever miss
I don't approve of all you lames
If they don't move with ugliness
Hero to villain type of range
On our way to grab a win

Seventeen wins damn
That's zero losses
Clever with the schemes
Everybody looking lost
If they on the other team
And we the ones they tryna stop I'll
Grab a Super Bowl ring
We'll be back for several mo



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Writer(s): Alex Pruyn
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