Lyrics

[INTRO]
Yo, it’s Pat, just wanna say,
Chris, you my homie, every single day,
No homo, but you know what I mean,
Let’s break it down, join the chill scene.

[VERSE 1]
Sundays rollin’, it’s game time,
Backyard grillin’, you and me, feelin' fine,
Got the snacks ready, poppin’ that brew,
Laughing ‘bout life, just me and you,
You with that bald head, shining in the sun,
When that fuzz is on top, man, you’re second to none,
Chillin’ at the cottage, all boys on deck,
Fishin’, playin’ games, what the heck?

[CHORUS]
Chris, you my homie, always down for the ride,
Realest dude I know, always by my side,
From football games to chillin’ at the lake,
You my ride-or-die, whatever it takes,
Dab me up, brother, no need to pretend,
You the real MVP, my forever friend.

[VERSE 2]
That one time swimmin’, yo, it was lit,
You took off your shirt, I couldn't help but admit,
"Man, Chris got the bod," but hear me out,
Not like that, bro, let's clear the doubt,
Just love the way you live, always truly fly,
Your smile lights up, like the Fourth of July,
All those memories together, they just hit right,
Every moment with you feels like pure delight.

[CHORUS]
Chris, you my homie, always down for the ride,
Realest dude I know, always by my side,
From football games to chillin’ at the lake,
You my ride-or-die, whatever it takes,
Dab me up, brother, no need to pretend,
You the real MVP, my forever friend.

[BRIDGE]
You know if I had my football team,
Chris would be number one, living the dream,
No question, no doubt, you know it’s true,
Together we’re stronger, that’s me and you.

[CHORUS]
Chris, you my homie, always down for the ride,
Realest dude I know, always by my side,
From football games to chillin’