Josh Allen, the GOAT, reppin’ Buffalo pride, When he’s on the field, it’s a wild ride, Arm like a cannon, got that pinpoint aim, Defenses tremble when they hear his name. Josh Allen, he’s the king of the field, Every touchdown’s another deal sealed, Bills Mafia rise, we’re takin’ the crown, With Josh at the helm, we ain’t backin’ down. From Wyoming to the NFL stage, Now he’s writin’ history on every page, He’s got the legs, got the arm, got the brain, In Buffalo, baby, he’s bringin’ the reign. Fourth quarter, game on the line, Josh drops back, and he’s in his prime, Clutch in the moment, ice in his veins, He’s leadin’ the charge, breakin’ the chains. Josh Allen, he’s the king of the field, Every touchdown’s another deal sealed, Bills Mafia rise, we’re takin’ the crown, With Josh at the helm, we ain’t backin’ down. Super Bowl dreams, we’re chasin’ ‘em all, Josh Allen’s the answer, he’s standin’ tall, Buffalo’s own, he’s the leader we need, In Josh we trust, we’re built for speed.