"ATL Surfin'"
(Swag Surfin' Remix)
Man, Kirk got that swag,
The jersey on his back,
He’s throwin' for the bag,
'Cause Kirk, he got that swag.
Man, Kirk got that swag,
The defense got him tagged,
But he’s throwin' like a mag,
'Cause Kirk, he got that swag.
He’s on the field, hypnotic,
Throwing lasers, automatic,
Got Pitts beside him,
And his O-line right behind him.
And he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
In the zone, yeah, he's gone,
Hitting deep to get the throne,
Pressure’s on, but he's grown,
And you know he's in the zone.
Cause he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
Okay, Kirk steps in the huddle with a pocket full of plans,
Big play ready like he’s drawing in the sand,
Swag cool and steady, he’s controlling all the land,
And his arm so hot, got defenders switching hands.
Pocket’s looking good, Kirk’s dropping like it's perfect,
Throwin’ deep to Drake London, defense, it ain’t worth it.
Touchdown celebration, Kirk’s got ‘em all enabled,
Surfin' on the field, Cousins running with the cable.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
Swagging in the game, you gon' see him tossin’ money throws,
Catch him with a bomb pass, hitting 'em like dominos.
Plays, we gon' draw 'em up, defense tryna slow him up,
Hitting every target, Kirk's about to blow it up.
He’s always in command, Cousins throwin' perfect passes,
Every Sunday hitting targets like it’s football classes.
Play-action master, got defenders guessing hard,
Pocket so clean like he’s chillin’ in his yard.
He’s on the field, hypnotic,
Throwing lasers, automatic,
Got Pitts beside him,
And his O-line right behind him.
And he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
In the zone, yeah, he's gone,
Hitting deep to get the throne,
Pressure’s on, but he's grown,
And you know he's in the zone.
Cause he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
When Kirk’s on the field, it’s like he’s surfing on the wave,
Touchdown after touchdown, ATL is all amazed.
Red and black got him pumped, repping A-town power,
Dropping dimes so fast, it's like he’s got that Rocket Power.
Going all in, taking shots like a cannon,
Big plays on the screen, surf the field like a champion.
Paper towel pockets, man, he’s all about the bands,
And he’s screaming 'Rise Up!' while he's leading all his fans.
Got that helmet shining hard, call him Captain Kirk the man,
Leading all of ATL to the promised land again.
Surfin' through the zone, breaking through like he’s planned,
Cousins got that swag, man, they know he's in demand.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
"ATL Surfin'"
(Swag Surfin' Remix)
Man, Kirk got that swag,
The jersey on his back,
He’s throwin' for the bag,
'Cause Kirk, he got that swag.
Man, Kirk got that swag,
The defense got him tagged,
But he’s throwin' like a mag,
'Cause Kirk, he got that swag.
He’s on the field, hypnotic,
Throwing lasers, automatic,
Got Pitts beside him,
And his O-line right behind him.
And he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
In the zone, yeah, he's gone,
Hitting deep to get the throne,
Pressure’s on, but he's grown,
And you know he's in the zone.
Cause he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
Okay, Kirk steps in the huddle with a pocket full of plans,
Big play ready like he’s drawing in the sand,
Swag cool and steady, he’s controlling all the land,
And his arm so hot, got defenders switching hands.
Pocket’s looking good, Kirk’s dropping like it's perfect,
Throwin’ deep to Drake London, defense, it ain’t worth it.
Touchdown celebration, Kirk’s got ‘em all enabled,
Surfin' on the field, Cousins running with the cable.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
Swagging in the game, you gon' see him tossin’ money throws,
Catch him with a bomb pass, hitting 'em like dominos.
Plays, we gon' draw 'em up, defense tryna slow him up,
Hitting every target, Kirk's about to blow it up.
He’s always in command, Cousins throwin' perfect passes,
Every Sunday hitting targets like it’s football classes.
Play-action master, got defenders guessing hard,
Pocket so clean like he’s chillin’ in his yard.
He’s on the field, hypnotic,
Throwing lasers, automatic,
Got Pitts beside him,
And his O-line right behind him.
And he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
In the zone, yeah, he's gone,
Hitting deep to get the throne,
Pressure’s on, but he's grown,
And you know he's in the zone.
Cause he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
When Kirk’s on the field, it’s like he’s surfing on the wave,
Touchdown after touchdown, ATL is all amazed.
Red and black got him pumped, repping A-town power,
Dropping dimes so fast, it's like he’s got that Rocket Power.
Going all in, taking shots like a cannon,
Big plays on the screen, surf the field like a champion.
Paper towel pockets, man, he’s all about the bands,
And he’s screaming 'Rise Up!' while he's leading all his fans.
Got that helmet shining hard, call him Captain Kirk the man,
Leading all of ATL to the promised land again.
Surfin' through the zone, breaking through like he’s planned,
Cousins got that swag, man, they know he's in demand.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
"ATL Surfin'"
(Swag Surfin' Remix)
Man, Kirk got that swag,
The jersey on his back,
He’s throwin' for the bag,
'Cause Kirk, he got that swag.
Man, Kirk got that swag,
The defense got him tagged,
But he’s throwin' like a mag,
'Cause Kirk, he got that swag.
He’s on the field, hypnotic,
Throwing lasers, automatic,
Got Pitts beside him,
And his O-line right behind him.
And he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
In the zone, yeah, he's gone,
Hitting deep to get the throne,
Pressure’s on, but he's grown,
And you know he's in the zone.
Cause he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
Okay, Kirk steps in the huddle with a pocket full of plans,
Big play ready like he’s drawing in the sand,
Swag cool and steady, he’s controlling all the land,
And his arm so hot, got defenders switching hands.
Pocket’s looking good, Kirk’s dropping like it's perfect,
Throwin’ deep to Drake London, defense, it ain’t worth it.
Touchdown celebration, Kirk’s got ‘em all enabled,
Surfin' on the field, Cousins running with the cable.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
Swagging in the game, you gon' see him tossin’ money throws,
Catch him with a bomb pass, hitting 'em like dominos.
Plays, we gon' draw 'em up, defense tryna slow him up,
Hitting every target, Kirk's about to blow it up.
He’s always in command, Cousins throwin' perfect passes,
Every Sunday hitting targets like it’s football classes.
Play-action master, got defenders guessing hard,
Pocket so clean like he’s chillin’ in his yard.
He’s on the field, hypnotic,
Throwing lasers, automatic,
Got Pitts beside him,
And his O-line right behind him.
And he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
In the zone, yeah, he's gone,
Hitting deep to get the throne,
Pressure’s on, but he's grown,
And you know he's in the zone.
Cause he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
When Kirk’s on the field, it’s like he’s surfing on the wave,
Touchdown after touchdown, ATL is all amazed.
Red and black got him pumped, repping A-town power,
Dropping dimes so fast, it's like he’s got that Rocket Power.
Going all in, taking shots like a cannon,
Big plays on the screen, surf the field like a champion.
Paper towel pockets, man, he’s all about the bands,
And he’s screaming 'Rise Up!' while he's leading all his fans.
Got that helmet shining hard, call him Captain Kirk the man,
Leading all of ATL to the promised land again.
Surfin' through the zone, breaking through like he’s planned,
Cousins got that swag, man, they know he's in demand.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
"ATL Surfin'"
(Swag Surfin' Remix)
Man, Kirk got that swag,
The jersey on his back,
He’s throwin' for the bag,
'Cause Kirk, he got that swag.
Man, Kirk got that swag,
The defense got him tagged,
But he’s throwin' like a mag,
'Cause Kirk, he got that swag.
He’s on the field, hypnotic,
Throwing lasers, automatic,
Got Pitts beside him,
And his O-line right behind him.
And he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
In the zone, yeah, he's gone,
Hitting deep to get the throne,
Pressure’s on, but he's grown,
And you know he's in the zone.
Cause he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
Okay, Kirk steps in the huddle with a pocket full of plans,
Big play ready like he’s drawing in the sand,
Swag cool and steady, he’s controlling all the land,
And his arm so hot, got defenders switching hands.
Pocket’s looking good, Kirk’s dropping like it's perfect,
Throwin’ deep to Drake London, defense, it ain’t worth it.
Touchdown celebration, Kirk’s got ‘em all enabled,
Surfin' on the field, Cousins running with the cable.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
Swagging in the game, you gon' see him tossin’ money throws,
Catch him with a bomb pass, hitting 'em like dominos.
Plays, we gon' draw 'em up, defense tryna slow him up,
Hitting every target, Kirk's about to blow it up.
He’s always in command, Cousins throwin' perfect passes,
Every Sunday hitting targets like it’s football classes.
Play-action master, got defenders guessing hard,
Pocket so clean like he’s chillin’ in his yard.
He’s on the field, hypnotic,
Throwing lasers, automatic,
Got Pitts beside him,
And his O-line right behind him.
And he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
In the zone, yeah, he's gone,
Hitting deep to get the throne,
Pressure’s on, but he's grown,
And you know he's in the zone.
Cause he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
When Kirk’s on the field, it’s like he’s surfing on the wave,
Touchdown after touchdown, ATL is all amazed.
Red and black got him pumped, repping A-town power,
Dropping dimes so fast, it's like he’s got that Rocket Power.
Going all in, taking shots like a cannon,
Big plays on the screen, surf the field like a champion.
Paper towel pockets, man, he’s all about the bands,
And he’s screaming 'Rise Up!' while he's leading all his fans.
Got that helmet shining hard, call him Captain Kirk the man,
Leading all of ATL to the promised land again.
Surfin' through the zone, breaking through like he’s planned,
Cousins got that swag, man, they know he's in demand.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
"ATL Surfin'"
(Swag Surfin' Remix)
Man, Kirk got that swag,
The jersey on his back,
He’s throwin' for the bag,
'Cause Kirk, he got that swag.
Man, Kirk got that swag,
The defense got him tagged,
But he’s throwin' like a mag,
'Cause Kirk, he got that swag.
He’s on the field, hypnotic,
Throwing lasers, automatic,
Got Pitts beside him,
And his O-line right behind him.
And he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
In the zone, yeah, he's gone,
Hitting deep to get the throne,
Pressure’s on, but he's grown,
And you know he's in the zone.
Cause he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
Okay, Kirk steps in the huddle with a pocket full of plans,
Big play ready like he’s drawing in the sand,
Swag cool and steady, he’s controlling all the land,
And his arm so hot, got defenders switching hands.
Pocket’s looking good, Kirk’s dropping like it's perfect,
Throwin’ deep to Drake London, defense, it ain’t worth it.
Touchdown celebration, Kirk’s got ‘em all enabled,
Surfin' on the field, Cousins running with the cable.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
Swagging in the game, you gon' see him tossin’ money throws,
Catch him with a bomb pass, hitting 'em like dominos.
Plays, we gon' draw 'em up, defense tryna slow him up,
Hitting every target, Kirk's about to blow it up.
He’s always in command, Cousins throwin' perfect passes,
Every Sunday hitting targets like it’s football classes.
Play-action master, got defenders guessing hard,
Pocket so clean like he’s chillin’ in his yard.
He’s on the field, hypnotic,
Throwing lasers, automatic,
Got Pitts beside him,
And his O-line right behind him.
And he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
In the zone, yeah, he's gone,
Hitting deep to get the throne,
Pressure’s on, but he's grown,
And you know he's in the zone.
Cause he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
When Kirk’s on the field, it’s like he’s surfing on the wave,
Touchdown after touchdown, ATL is all amazed.
Red and black got him pumped, repping A-town power,
Dropping dimes so fast, it's like he’s got that Rocket Power.
Going all in, taking shots like a cannon,
Big plays on the screen, surf the field like a champion.
Paper towel pockets, man, he’s all about the bands,
And he’s screaming 'Rise Up!' while he's leading all his fans.
Got that helmet shining hard, call him Captain Kirk the man,
Leading all of ATL to the promised land again.
Surfin' through the zone, breaking through like he’s planned,
Cousins got that swag, man, they know he's in demand.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
"ATL Surfin'"
(Swag Surfin' Remix)
Man, Kirk got that swag,
The jersey on his back,
He’s throwin' for the bag,
'Cause Kirk, he got that swag.
Man, Kirk got that swag,
The defense got him tagged,
But he’s throwin' like a mag,
'Cause Kirk, he got that swag.
He’s on the field, hypnotic,
Throwing lasers, automatic,
Got Pitts beside him,
And his O-line right behind him.
And he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
In the zone, yeah, he's gone,
Hitting deep to get the throne,
Pressure’s on, but he's grown,
And you know he's in the zone.
Cause he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
Okay, Kirk steps in the huddle with a pocket full of plans,
Big play ready like he’s drawing in the sand,
Swag cool and steady, he’s controlling all the land,
And his arm so hot, got defenders switching hands.
Pocket’s looking good, Kirk’s dropping like it's perfect,
Throwin’ deep to Drake London, defense, it ain’t worth it.
Touchdown celebration, Kirk’s got ‘em all enabled,
Surfin' on the field, Cousins running with the cable.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
Swagging in the game, you gon' see him tossin’ money throws,
Catch him with a bomb pass, hitting 'em like dominos.
Plays, we gon' draw 'em up, defense tryna slow him up,
Hitting every target, Kirk's about to blow it up.
He’s always in command, Cousins throwin' perfect passes,
Every Sunday hitting targets like it’s football classes.
Play-action master, got defenders guessing hard,
Pocket so clean like he’s chillin’ in his yard.
He’s on the field, hypnotic,
Throwing lasers, automatic,
Got Pitts beside him,
And his O-line right behind him.
And he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
In the zone, yeah, he's gone,
Hitting deep to get the throne,
Pressure’s on, but he's grown,
And you know he's in the zone.
Cause he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
When Kirk’s on the field, it’s like he’s surfing on the wave,
Touchdown after touchdown, ATL is all amazed.
Red and black got him pumped, repping A-town power,
Dropping dimes so fast, it's like he’s got that Rocket Power.
Going all in, taking shots like a cannon,
Big plays on the screen, surf the field like a champion.
Paper towel pockets, man, he’s all about the bands,
And he’s screaming 'Rise Up!' while he's leading all his fans.
Got that helmet shining hard, call him Captain Kirk the man,
Leading all of ATL to the promised land again.
Surfin' through the zone, breaking through like he’s planned,
Cousins got that swag, man, they know he's in demand.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
“ATL Surfin’”
(Swag Surfin’ Remix)
Man, Kirk got that swag,
The jersey on his back,
He’s throwin’ for the bag,
‘Cause Kirk, he got that swag.
Man, Kirk got that swag,
The defense got him tagged,
But he’s throwin’ like a mag,
’Cause Kirk, he got that swag.
He’s on the field, hypnotic,
Throwing lasers, automatic,
Got Pitts beside him,
And his O-line right behind him.
And he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
In the zone, yeah, he’s gone,
Hitting deep to get the throne,
Pressure’s on, but he’s grown,
And you know he’s in the zone.
Cause he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
Okay, Kirk steps in the huddle with a pocket full of plans,
Big play ready like he’s drawing in the sand,
Swag cool and steady, he’s controlling all the land,
And his arm so hot, got defenders switching hands.
Pocket’s looking good, Kirk’s dropping like it’s perfect,
Throwin’ deep to Drake London, defense, it ain’t worth it.
Touchdown celebration, Kirk’s got ‘em all enabled,
Surfin’ on the field, Cousins running with the cable.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
Swagging in the game, you gon’ see him tossin’ money throws,
Catch him with a bomb pass, hitting ‘em like dominos.
Plays, we gon’ draw ‘em up, defense tryna slow him up,
Hitting every target, Kirk’s about to blow it up.
He’s always in command, Cousins throwin’ perfect passes,
Every Sunday hitting targets like it’s football classes.
Play-action master, got defenders guessing hard,
Pocket so clean like he’s chillin’ in his yard.
He’s on the field, hypnotic,
Throwing lasers, automatic,
Got Pitts beside him,
And his O-line right behind him.
And he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
In the zone, yeah, he’s gone,
Hitting deep to get the throne,
Pressure’s on, but he’s grown,
And you know he’s in the zone.
Cause he’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
He’s slingin’, he’s surfin’,
And he’s clean like dish detergent.
When Kirk’s on the field, it’s like he’s surfing on the wave,
Touchdown after touchdown, ATL is all amazed.
Red and black got him pumped, repping A-town power,
Dropping dimes so fast, it’s like he’s got that Rocket Power.
Going all in, taking shots like a cannon,
Big plays on the screen, surf the field like a champion.
Paper towel pockets, man, he’s all about the bands,
And he’s screaming ‘Rise Up!’ while he’s leading all his fans.
Got that helmet shining hard, call him Captain Kirk the man,
Leading all of ATL to the promised land again.
Surfin’ through the zone, breaking through like he’s planned,
Cousins got that swag, man, they know he’s in demand.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
I swag when I surf,
Now watch Kirk surf and swag.