Sherman Fantasy Showdown

Lyrics

[Intro]
Tallon took year one Danny claimed year two
But this season motherfuckers we’re comin’ for you

[Verse 1]
Rod Eric Jack couldn’t handle the grind
But the rest of us here we’re the baddest you’ll find
This fantasy league’s where legends are born
Step up get wrecked it’s your ass we’ll mourn

[Chorus]
Bonedawg’s Commish on draft day he’s Triple T
Buffalo’s wildest livin’ fast runnin’ free
Milfs get his love fat girls get none
But he’s in it for the ring motherfucker not done

[Verse 2]
Colin from Rochester don’t fuck around
Murder capital king ready to break ground
Gerald from Greenwood flyin’ with his birds
Eagles in his heart always true to his word

[Verse 3]
Tallon from Sumpter Clemson pride’s his stride
Citadel-born takin’ you for a ride
Hass from the sticks slingin’ rope no joke
In this league motherfucker he’s makin’ you choke

[Bridge]
Jacob in Raleigh chuggin’ beers beast mode
On draft day he’s ready locked and loaded
Danny’s got skills slicin’ through the pack
Fantasy champ he’s got no slack

[Chorus]
Bonedawg’s Commish on draft day he’s Triple T
Buffalo’s wildest livin’ fast runnin’ free
Milfs get his love fat girls get none
But he’s in it for the ring motherfucker not done

[Verse 4]
Isaac’s quiet storm don’t mistake his grace
New to the league but he’s ready to ace
Nick’s straight shooter no filter in sight
He’ll tell Gerald “Your team’s fuckin’ shite”

[Outro]
This is Sherman Fantasy where the strong survive
Where legends are made and we fuckin’ thrive
Here’s to the season the glory the score
Best man wins we’ll be back for more