FINS DOWN

Yo.. 1972 called
They said stop waitin'
(Fins down! Fins down!)
No winnin' culture, that's the diagnosis
QB play unpredictable, that's not a hypothesis
Rebuild the roster, tear it down, rebuild it all again
Same cycle every season, that's the story, that's the trend
Y'all know who this is, and I'm right on time, as usual

Fifty-plus years and the trophy case is bare
Y'all got a fish for a mascot, that's only fair
'Cause every big December, watch the whole team fold
Same story every year, it's gettin' kinda old
Got a cousin bet his whole check on a Dolphins cover
Now he livin' with his mama, still ain't found another
Got a homie parlayed Tua for a hundred grand
Lost it in the fourth quarter, boy could barely stand
Whole city goin' broke chasin' that Miami dream
Bookies love this team more than the fans on the screen
'Cause you can set your watch to it, you already know
Bet the Dolphins, kiss your rent goodbye, watch it go

They suck, they suck, hey hey, they suck (fins down!)
Ain't never winnin' one, no luck, no luck (fins down!)
Perfect season '72, that's the only banner they got
Fifty years of "next year" and next year's always not
They suck, they suck, hey hey, they suck (fins down!)
Miami gon' Miami, that's just how they roll, they suck!

Every offseason "this the year" they always claim
New coach, new QB, still the same old shame
Playoffs come around, watch 'em disappear
Y'all got aqua and orange and fifty years of tears
Sportsbooks throwin' Dolphins props up every single week
'Cause they know the city gon' bite, know the city weak
Got a whole group chat still owin' from last season
DoorDash off, lights off, all for the same reason
Somebody's baby daddy still ain't paid the rent
'Cause he had the Dolphins plus the under, watched it go and went
Fifty years of heartbreak turned to fifty years of debt
Miami got the whole town chasin' a bet they'll never get

They suck, they suck, hey hey, they suck (fins down!)
Ain't never winnin' one, no luck, no luck (fins down!)
Perfect season '72, that's the only banner they got
Fifty years of "next year" and next year's always not
They suck, they suck, hey hey, they suck (fins down!)
Miami gon' Miami, that's just how they roll, they suck!

R.I.P. Shula, the trophy's dusty and alone
Y'all been rebuildin' since before I had a phone
Keep the tank top on and keep watchin' from the beach
'Cause a Lombardi in Miami stays out of reach
Call up the #1 Dolphin Hater, let him get a verse in too
He been countin' every ring they don't have since '72
And all respect to Marino, greatest arm to ever play the game
Threw for all them yards and still ain't got a ring to his name
Not his fault, he's a legend, man deserved so much better
Miami couldn't get it done, not even for the greatest ever

Fins down! (they suck!)
Fins down! (no luck!)
Maybe next year, nah, we already know (fins down!)
Never winnin' one, that's the truth, let it go