Dom Brown - Josh Allen (Bills Make You Wanna) Lyrics

That's a Josh Allen bullet, better get up out the way
Cause if Josh Allen pull it, then it's coming out the gauge
When it snapped, and he snap, know he armed and he dangerous
He do it for the mafia
That's a Josh Allen bullet, better get it by the way
Cause if Josh Allen pull it, then it's coming out the gauge
When its snapped, and he snap, know he armed and he dangerous
He do it for the mafia
I just got two shirts delivered by100
So you know the Bruce shirt I'm wearing by100
If I got a juice shirt on that mean I done it
If I see a open lane, push the pedal, run it
Recording like I score in games, earning bigger budgets
It must be The Lucky Wing
Must be the way that I vibe when I touch the stage
Must be the way I'm on the mic, I'm untouchable
Feel like Josh Allen, way I hurdled over hate
I feel like Josh Allen, how I hurdled over greats
I feel like Josh Allen and the haters saying who cares
Then I jumped over two players, look at you, I see you care
They said I'm overrated, they said I'm talking shit too
But I won't debate it, I'm big dog, you shih tzu
I'm shitting on your favorites
I'm shitting on the dolphins
I'm shitting on the Patriots
A Jets fan they make me sick
That's a Josh Allen bullet, better get up out the way
Cause if Josh Allen pull it, then it's coming out the gauge
When its snapped, and he snap, know he armed and he dangerous
He do it for the mafia
That's a Josh Allen bullet, better get it by the way
Cause if Josh Allen pull it, then it's coming out the gauge
When its snapped, and he snap, know he armed and he dangerous
He do it for the mafia
Bills make you want to shout
Bills make you want to shout
Bills make you want to shout
Bills make you want to shout
Bills make you want to shout
Bills make you want to shout
Bills make you want to shout
Bills make you want to shout
Bills make me want to get litty in the grass lot
Bills make me want to take my shirt off, it's that hot
Bills make me want to get a billy like the mascot
Bills make me want to hit your city up and crash out
Bills Mafia, you hear the screams and passion
Bills make me want to shout, Bills make you want to shout
Bills make me want to drink a thirty in the grass lot
Bills make me want to finish it to the last drop
Bills haters always talking mess till the stats drop
Bills haters turn into some fans cause we that hot
Yeah we that hot, yeah we really that hot
Mafia Misfits house getting mad shots
Squish the fish signs in the background as backdrops
Half time hit, what's the score cause I'm blacked out
They say we winning, Josh Allen got four scores
Two running and two passing, too good and too nasty
You schooled, he too classy
You move and he smashing
Right through your team tackles
Touchdowns, my bets cashin'
Bills make you want to shout
Bills make you want to shout
Bills make me want to get litty in the grass lot
Bills make me want to take my shirt off, it's that hot
Bills make me want to get a billy like the mascot
Bills make me want to hit your city up and crash out
Bills Mafia, you hear the screams and the passion
Bills make me want to shout
Bills make you want to shout