Lyrics
[Intro: Beat drops, heavy bass]
Austin kicked it off back in ’16,
Election year chaos, we were all in between,
Bitchin’ and moanin’, caught up in the fight,
But it’s 2024, and now we do it all fuckin’ night.
Jordan took the first, living that dream,
Last year he came back, made his team supreme,
Austin snagged the crown in ‘17, no doubt,
Now he’s been layin’ low, just watchin’ us shout.
[Hook: Catchy chorus with a strong beat]
In O’Shai Fantasy, we’re here to fight,
Talkin’ that smack, under Friday night lights,
When the pressure’s on, we hold it down,
If you ain’t ready, better get the fuck outta town.
[Verse 1: Tight flow, smooth rhythm]
Trent’s stuck in the middle, can’t grab the crown,
Always mid, man, he’s draggin’ us down,
Edie’s got rings, but he hit the floor,
Last place had him jokin’, now he’s back for more.
Mitch is hustlin’, lemonade in DC,
But his fantasy game ain’t what it used to be,
Shawn loves his Pack, but just like his crew,
They get close to the gold, but it don’t break through.
[Hook: Repeat with extra energy]
In O’Shai Fantasy, we’re here to fight,
Talkin’ that smack, under Friday night lights,
When the pressure’s on, we hold it down,
If you ain’t ready, better get the fuck outta town.
[Verse 2: Playful yet intense]
Reece’s team’s a storm, stirring up a fuss,
Loves the weather, but winning’s a must,
Jordan’s flyin’ high, on that Eagle’s wing,
Got that ring, now he’s livin’ like a king.
Griff’s been ghost since ‘18’s fame,
But we remember the year he upped his game,
Pat’s the rookie, comin’ in hot,
Aimin’ to prove he’s more than just talk.
TJ’s got stocks, hopin’ they’ll rise,
But his fantasy team needs that prize,
Austin’s the GOAT, our commish for life,
We might still bitch, but football’s our life.
[Hook: Repeat with full energy, crowd chant feel]
In O’Shai Fantasy, we’re here to fight,
Talkin’ that smack, under Friday night lights,
When the pressure’s on, we hold it down,
If you ain’t ready, better get the fuck outta town.
[Outro: Smooth fade-out, beat lingering]
O’Shai’s the league where legends are born,
We fight for the top, laugh at the scorn,
Austin’s our commish, and we’re all in the game,
United in football, chasin’ glory and fame.