49er Faithful (feat. Apollo Anthony)

(I don't really wanna go)

(I don't really wanna stay)

(I don't wanna stay)

(Can we get it together, get it together?)

(What does all that mean?)

49er Faithful ride with me

Lettin' go, cut it to the day I, D-I-D-I-E

Reppin' on the gang and it's all I bleed

Rackin' up doves in my Levi jeans

And we run over the league with our whole team

Be that number one seed 'cause we ballin' (ballin')

Puttin' in that work early in the morning (morning)

Super Bowl team and now these haters salty (salty)

Sippin' gold fuel to the championship ship

That Nick Bosa drop him hard like a hist

That Richard Sherman intercept him with a pick six

Like Deebo we gon' knock him like a brick brick

That Jimmy G play action to a drop back

When the bits comin' quick the old line gon' block that

The number one runnin' game in the league with Raheem

But George Kittle can't nobody stop that

Stand behind Kyle Shanney all the way

It's like a game of chess when he got to play

He many centers on the center fade

Bang bang Niner gang all day

I'm ready to call me Buckner and DeFord

Offense defense either way we scored

Hard like tar, Jimmy Water, Fred Warner

Homesteading Greenland Warner

49er Faithful ride with me

Lettin' go, cut it to the day I, D-I-D-I-E

Reppin' on the gang and it's all I bleed

Rackin' up doves in my Levi jeans

And we run over the league with our whole team

Be that number one seed 'cause we ballin' (ballin')

Puttin' in that work early in the morning (morning

Super Bowl team and now these haters salty (salty)

Hey, hey, got the whole NFC on the hit list

Crowd going up like when Bowman had to pick six

Don't trip, them hot boys will handle it

Reminiscing on Bart Rize, the candlestick

Green log, goal line, knocking off rivals

Aiming for a ring, not divisional titles

Calling on the comeback, they don't want to smoke

Richie James with the run back, they already know

Squad coming up, said that we pretenders

Win a sixth ring, leave them something to remember

Trying to bring it back like the glory days

Rest in peace, Dwight Clark never fade away

Whopping like Garoppolo, rocking, we really popping, bro

Solid with the energy, solid, we never stopping, no

I'll be turning up in the parking lot

Sipping 42 like I'm Ronnie Lott

49er faithful ride with me

Lettin' go, cut it to the day I, D-I-D-I-E

Reppin' on the gang and it's all I bleed

Rackin' up doves in my Levi jeans

And we run over the league with our whole team

Be that number one seed 'cause we ballin' (ballin')

Puttin' in that work early in the morning (morning)

Super Bowl team and now these haters salty (salty)

All we do is win, baby, whoa, whoa, whoa

Takin' over cities on the road, road, road

We ain't never scared, baby, no, no, no

Robbie Gold game when it feel go, go

Put it on my city, all we do is trust

Shut down defense, call it Gold Rush

49er Faithful, always turns up

And if the refs don't call it right, we don't give a punt

49er Faithful ride with me

Lettin' go, cut it to the day I, D-I-D-I-E

Reppin' on the gang and it's all I bleed

Rackin' up doves in my Levi jeans

And we run over the league with our whole team

Be that number one seed 'cause we ballin' (ballin')

Puttin' in that work early in the morning (morning)

Super Bowl team and now these haters salty (salty, salty)