The Backyard Boys - Stevie Wonder Flow lyrics

[Intro: Hot Rod] I've got this acid but I can't do it Well...I'll do it Backyard Boys Repping that 203 #FreeGeorge #StevieWonderFlow Who say you gotta know how to rap to rap? I'll see what I can do [Lil'Squilliam] You rappers screwing up the game Hour after hour We here to save it Call us Timmy Howard But no Tourette's We better than the rest Yeah, we flow like Taco Bell Because we'll give you the sweats [Benjeezy] No Chipotle Lonely Island Wordplay Chilling on a boat Eat Burritos with a mermaid A bird in the house Flow faster than a mouse Got your girl backstage Why you still wearing that blouse? [Lil'Squilliam] New to the Show And we might blow Shaking up the game With that Stevie Wonder Flow Not blind or black But we spitting on this track Using AP Lit swag To make up for what we lack [Benjeezy] Get to Higher Ground No rappers to be found Ain't no superstitions Only good luck surrounds How you doing Ma'am Sacrifice you like a lamb Yeah, we keep the flow kosher But we bout to go HAM [Verse 1] They call me sharp young Conquer this game like Troy Because I'm the motherf**ing Greeks And yal are the decoy A Trojan Horse You a wussy with no hope Call the Pope, you're a joke I bet you like to drop the soap Hot tub chilling Women that be willing They ride me like a coaster What you know about thrilling? Don't start to sweat You ain't seen nothing yet They call me Posiedon God of Making Hoes Wet I'm a preacher, hot chick, I'mma breach her I don't play basketball, but give me Data on these features I stick to puck, and I still don't give a f** Think you can rap with me, bruh, you out of luck Don't try to hate, you'll never be this great I'm the Willy Mays of Women, you've never even seen home plate f**ing Poser, this rap needs some closure So call it Mariano, because this line's my closer [Verse 2] I'm goin in! Whipping in that Prius, wishing you could be us Eat a dozen donuts, tryna get that Diabeetus Call me Wilford Brimley, you dusty like chimney Got 3 hoes like Santa, they rustling my Jimmies I'm like a pizza chef, the way I'm making dough I'm out all night, laying pipe, It's me, Mario! Spit fire like I'm Bowser, burning down the house-r When we drop this track, all you haters going wow-ser Her appetite, it's pouring, she is adoring Call me Sage the Gemini, Gas Pedal, I'm flooring Put her through the motions, ma**age with that lotion Drown in your girl, Swim Good, no Frank Ocean Ain't no Boy Scout, but I could pitch your tent You can call me Chief Keef, turn up 3hunna percent Shoutout to Data and Greg, you guys set the trend But like Franco and Rogen, b**h, This Is The End