Oh okay, so you just gone keep switching the goalposts huh?
Now when I came out, I told you it was just about Luck
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother fukking opinion
Well this is how we gonna' do this:
fukk Jim Irsay
fukk
@Based Lord Zedd
fukk the colts as a staff, organization and as a mother fukking crew.
And if you want to be down with Colts
Then fukk you too.
Grigson, fukk you too.
All you mother fukkers,
fukk you too.
(throw picks, throw picks,)
All of y'all mother fukkers,
fukk you, die slow motherfukker.
My O Line make sure all your kids don't grow.
You motherfukkers can't be us or see us.
We mother fukkin' Andrew Luck slanderers
NFC till' we die.
Out here on Thecoli, nikka
We warned ya'
We'll bomb on you mother fukkers.
We do our job.
You think you the mob, nikka, we the motherfukkin' mob
Ain't nothing but killers
And the real nikkas, all you motherfukkers feel us.
Our shyt goes playoffs and to the super bowl
You nikkas laugh 'cause our staff got rings on they motherfukkin' hands
You know how it is and we break records and they felt
You nikkas can't feel it
We the realist
fukk 'em.
We Luck slanderers.