Squiliam Fancyson by The Backyard Boys Lyrics
[Hook: Childish Gambino]
No matter what you say or what you do, (uh huh)
When I'm alone I'd rather be with you. (ok)
Fuck these other niggas
I'll be right by your side, 'til 3005
[Verse 1: Lil'Squiliam]
Hold up, chill out
I'm here to make you laugh
Got no function without Benja, just a fool without a graph
Novice to this rapping thing, with skills untouched, teen promise ring
Loyal to my fans, despite the fact that they are vanishing
Poof! And, I'm not talking fairies
Snacking on some Maraschino's, cuz I'm popping cherries
But you know I'll still eat it, '08 pats undefeated
Marshawn Lynch'ing all you critics, while I'm torching your defense
And you know I'll explode, when I'm repping Beast Mode
Try and live an honest life, ain't got time for cheat codes
Yeah, I don't need green pipes to help me snag extra lives
I got a P-block in my brain, and it's giving me flight
We all got habits to change, that makes us one in the same
Feels like we're running out of time, here comes that college game
But I don't want to leave, rather just trick-or-treat
That adult life can be tricky, you can't never retreat. (Bruh)
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Lil'Squiliam]
I be right by your side, 'til 3005
Could be your superhero, baby, hope when troubles arise
I'll be the hero you deserve, scientists they'll observe
They'll be studying my actions, looking how to preserve
All my skills for the future, sci-fi shit like Lex Luthor
I'm Superman'ing in this game, and I'm the subject of rumors
Critics marvel at my skills, but I'm not talking comics
I'm comically aware, but still rapping harder than Onyx
No time for Chronic, not burning shit up like an Atomic
Bombing away on all you haters like you on Nagasaki
I'm spitting fire like I'm napalm, girlies asking me to stay long
Know I'm rapping out the lines like I'm rapping with a crayon
Because I'm painting a picture, Instagram with no filter
Crazy how I'm like a postman because I'll always deliver
Yeah, you know I'm no schmuck, be it rap or some puck
So come here, I'll grab some knee pads, you can suck on my nuts, BRUH
[Hook]
[Outro]
Backyard Boys
Can Stop, Won't Stop
Backyard Benj Exclusive
No matter what you say or what you do, (uh huh)
When I'm alone I'd rather be with you. (ok)
Fuck these other niggas
I'll be right by your side, 'til 3005
[Verse 1: Lil'Squiliam]
Hold up, chill out
I'm here to make you laugh
Got no function without Benja, just a fool without a graph
Novice to this rapping thing, with skills untouched, teen promise ring
Loyal to my fans, despite the fact that they are vanishing
Poof! And, I'm not talking fairies
Snacking on some Maraschino's, cuz I'm popping cherries
But you know I'll still eat it, '08 pats undefeated
Marshawn Lynch'ing all you critics, while I'm torching your defense
And you know I'll explode, when I'm repping Beast Mode
Try and live an honest life, ain't got time for cheat codes
Yeah, I don't need green pipes to help me snag extra lives
I got a P-block in my brain, and it's giving me flight
We all got habits to change, that makes us one in the same
Feels like we're running out of time, here comes that college game
But I don't want to leave, rather just trick-or-treat
That adult life can be tricky, you can't never retreat. (Bruh)
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Lil'Squiliam]
I be right by your side, 'til 3005
Could be your superhero, baby, hope when troubles arise
I'll be the hero you deserve, scientists they'll observe
They'll be studying my actions, looking how to preserve
All my skills for the future, sci-fi shit like Lex Luthor
I'm Superman'ing in this game, and I'm the subject of rumors
Critics marvel at my skills, but I'm not talking comics
I'm comically aware, but still rapping harder than Onyx
No time for Chronic, not burning shit up like an Atomic
Bombing away on all you haters like you on Nagasaki
I'm spitting fire like I'm napalm, girlies asking me to stay long
Know I'm rapping out the lines like I'm rapping with a crayon
Because I'm painting a picture, Instagram with no filter
Crazy how I'm like a postman because I'll always deliver
Yeah, you know I'm no schmuck, be it rap or some puck
So come here, I'll grab some knee pads, you can suck on my nuts, BRUH
[Hook]
[Outro]
Backyard Boys
Can Stop, Won't Stop
Backyard Benj Exclusive