PETER PANS

Get that green and hop on Peter pans Send the boy to never never land Bullets fly they never never land Richer than my pops make that a trend I like being ratchet with my friends Keep a hatchet in the Benz Front your move I do not recommend Lami Cruise ain't mean to start a trend Baby boo come swerve up through my ends S Five Fifty digi-dashing and I'm switching lanes Since the dawn of days broke niggas complain I'm chewing mushrooms on a G Six that shit got me in a trance You think he ya mans take a second glance Word to wui riding out ain't talking Tour de France Pull up ima light shit up and change the ambiance Bitch I get bands bet I make your shorty do a dance I keep a tan flare it if you run up on my fams When I was backed down in that corner Toke a risk I toke a chance Doubt I go broke but if I did I'd run it up again (Bam) Who don let these fucking goofies in (Bam) Pussy stop chatting about it then If bullets miss I hit ya bitch send her to Mary Magdalene Like how you chatting bout a lifestyle you can't even comprehend (Get that green and hop on Peter pans) (Send that boy to never never land) (Bullets fly hey never never land)