Super Bowl Songtext
von Stray Kids

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'mma 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