Now What? (Tom Brady) Lyrics

Treat it like it’s my town

Feel like I have the high ground

Took a trip to Lars

Luke how I’m walking on the sky now

Give it any day I’ll be on Sky in the UK

Already been on NBC in NYC but that was just to fill a seat

I rarely take a pic because I’d rather keep the memory

I still need reminders though I’m bad at remembering

Did the Queen knight me?

I’m getting called “Sir” in my Nikes

In the summer I look like dessert in a white T

Question: Do I look like ice cream?

Ladies wanna lick me and these dudes be tryna bite me

You’ve been pretty bland they want me because I’m spicy

Heavy with my style you’re featherweight to put it lightly

You wanna clothing then my jacket is down

When this song come out you know they gon’ be jackin' my sound

This one’s a hard hitter so c’mon and pass it around

Yeah I’m bout to burn it down until it’s ash on the ground

You know that

Now what?

Yeah

They ask me now what?

Now what?

Yeah

Yeah

I tell ‘em

I just keep it calm, baby

I keep winning, Tom Brady

You wish you were on but you deserve the bronze

I can do no wrong when I get on a track

And I know somewhere there’s a blonde and she’s playing it back

I tell ‘em

I just keep it calm, baby

I keep winning, Tom Brady

You wish you were on but you deserve the bronze

I can do no wrong when I get on a track

And I know all around the world they’ll be playing it back

Yeah, I got bite like Cujo

You’re soft as a poodle

Heard you speaking on my name I gotta ask like who are you though?

Can’t find you on Google

I kick it like judo

If it’s time then I’ll go brutal

I’ll erase you like a doodle

My style you cannot copy

Study me, try to watch me

I could take you out just like it’s Drago vs. Rocky

I’m saying I’m unstoppable like Tom does the impossible

I’m Bond and you’re Dr. No

Winning isn’t optional

I’m smooth as lotion, topical

She’s sweating like it’s tropical

If she’s hot and I’m so cold then she might want the popsicle

I’m Doc without the hospital

Get it the whip, got to go

Take it to 88 because I’m late I gotta rock the show

I’m captain on and off the boat

I’m really licensed, not a joke

I’m a river in the Amazon because I got the hottest flow

I float in the audio

I want bread I’ve got the dough

I get dressed to kill now I’m about to strike like you oppose

Am I human? You don’t know

Fascinated by my glow

I trot all around the globe and that even means Harlem bro

I can’t wait to see you when it’s good to go

But until then I’ll be in the studio