Stray Kids Super Bowl Lyrics
Cookin’ up a storm, piece of cake
Cake, cake, cake
Spittin’ out that fire feel the blaze
Feel the blaze
Taking over we don’t play by the rules
If you wanna feel alive say the name
Say the name
Bellowing speakers mic pop filter
Bass be kicking harder got your head off kilter
Keep your dirty hands off me
I’ma show you just wait and see
Dominate everything, we are the ultimate gang
Fresh taste, fresh scent, fresh shape, fresh everything
Came for a bite, now you’re so addicted, yeah thank you come again
Everything you craving, yeah, it’s all me
Everything invented, that was all me, yeah
Hell of a line, yeah, I know it’s hella fine
Hell’s Kitchen tasting divine
You feel it in your system, you want it more
Different new flavours
Our dish here’s so bussin’
Finger Lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl
In the kitchen, Michelin, irresistible
Open wide, have a bite
Make it mine, all the time
Finger Lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl
In the kitchen, Michelin, irresistible
Feeling prime, state of mind (shh)
Finger Lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl
Mixin’ this and all that, dish be lookin’ like “fusion”
Take a photo it’s bussin’ even in lowest resolution
Scrollin’ through your feed, you see me cookin’ up your timeline
I eat up everybody’s “like and share”
Hottest trend, ha
Ey, no pay, just free samples, heyday, ey
Product sold out we the best in sellin’, ey
Order so much, trail of receipts blowin’ bang bang
Can’t resist it you’ll finish every plate of leftovers, ah
Hell of a line, yeah, I know it’s hella fine
Hell’s Kitchen tasting divine
You feel it in your system, you want it more
Different new flavours
Our dish here’s so bussin’
Finger Lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl
In the kitchen, Michelin, irresistible
Feeling prime, state of mind (shh)
Finger Lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl
Counting stars, I feel the light
Open my eyes in the darkest night
Yeah, you know that it’s true, yeah
You know it’s all for you, yeah, yeah
I’ll do it again, just the way you want it
I’ll do it again for the days to come
If there’s a drought, never doubt
’Cause the clouds are like crowds behind us
Yeah, we bring the rain
Cooking up a storm piece of cake
Finger Lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl
In the kitchen, Michelin, irresistible
Open wide, have a bite
Make it mine, all the time
Finger Lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl
In the kitchen, Michelin, irresistible
Feeling prime, state of mind (shh)
Finger Lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl