Fridge King Anthem

(hahaha) Yeah, big Will Sullivan in the building!

Extra Large Fridge edition!

Yo,

Will Sullivan rollin’ in,

look like an extra large fridge

Two-fifty at least, Nike stretchin’ on that bridge Stomach talkin’ louder than

the whole damn street Aint no diet in this life,

just pure heat Says he’s on a cut…

but the gym ain’t seen him in five days Meanwhile he smashin’

Ben & Jerry’s like it’s payday Never says no to food,

he’ll eat a bag of shit if you plate it Doomscrollin’ through

the whole movie, can’t even sit and face it (damn) Will Sullivan,

Will Sullivan, eatin’ like a king

Love that Departed, Jack and Leo do their thing Prisoners next on

the list, but he’ll scroll the whole time

Nike on his kicks while he piles up the grits

Food, food, food — yeah he never says no Will Sullivan never

stops, fill the plate till it’s hot (nom nom nom)

Only conversation topics: “What college did this NBA cat go to?” NFL

draft talk for hours,

that’s all he ever do The Departed on repeat,

quote every line But halfway through Prisoners he’s already on his phone,

losin’ time Stack of burgers,

fries, and a pint of Chunky Monkey Sauce on the Nike hoodie,

still claimin’ he’s “hungry” Ain’t no shame in the game when the

food hits right

Will Sullivan eatin’ heavy from morning till night

Will Sullivan, Will Sullivan,

eatin’ like a king

Love that Departed, Jack and Leo do their thing Prisoners next on

the list, but he’ll scroll the whole time

Nike on his kicks while he piles up the grits

Food, food, food — yeah he never says no Will Sullivan never

stops, fill the plate till it’s hot

Extra large fridge, 250 easy

Gym membership collectin’ dust while he eatin’ greasy

Doomscrollin’ through the credits,

Ben & Jerry’s on the side Talkin’ college basketball while his plate

stays fried

(heavy breathing)

Will Sullivan, Will Sullivan,

eatin’ like a king

Love that Departed, Jack and Leo do their thing Prisoners next on

the list, but he’ll scroll the whole time

Nike on his kicks while he piles up the grits

Food, food, food — yeah he never says no Will Sullivan forever,

fill the plate till it’s hot (woo!)

Yeah, close the door,

Will!

He's still scrollin'... (hahaha)