Peter Pan (feat. DD Osama & Sugarhill Dede)

I am a Lost Boy from Neverland
Usually hanging out with Peter Pan
And when we're bored we play in the woods
Always on the run from Captain Hook
Like, what
Grrah, grrah

We gon' go to the opps (grrah, grrah)
We gon' creep on they block (on bro)
Catch a Flock, you hearin' them shots (grrah, grrah)
If you fuck up, it's me and my knocks (gang-gang-gang)
And I do it for bro, like, bitch, we some 'ooters, we takin' they souls
Notti with me, I say throw, he gon' throw
That's the end of your life, if you don't got a pole, like
Move home, that's a fact
Bro in the spot and he droppin' the Hat
Don't move, don't get whacked
You drop my O, you get turned to a pack
On bro, just chill, if we see the opps, just pass me the steel
I'ma geek, I'ma pop me a pill
When everything dead, yeah, I be on y'all field

Like, no, I can't lack, gotta bring me a heater (grrah, grrah)
Pop out the dark, 'cause them nigga ain't seen us
Hop out, all black, and we ski'ed up
DOAK, tell them niggas come see us (DOAK)
I keep shootin' till I'm goin' deaf
We go kuu with the deuce, better show me respect (grrah, grrah)
We gon' do him like JB, one shot to the neck
Yus Gz should've died, he got hit in his chest
Like, how many niggas gon' die?
Spin through the opps, nobody survive
Matt Sav got put in the sky
If I catch a Flocka, I'm lettin' it fly
Spin through, got the gun on my hip
One false move, he get turned to a spliff
DD, wait, just pass me the grip
And we smokin' on Rippy, that shit got a kick

Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Grrah-grrah, boom
Gang, OY-OG
Gang, grrah, grrah

Benzo be punchin' my brain
I was late night, tryna catch me a stain (benzo)
Fuckin' ya bitch on the main
Notti be flockin', he puttin' in pain
Don't talk shit, like
Spin through ya' block and I'm throwin' like 6
Die 4, die 5, die 6
Mel pop out, he wavin' the stick
Zay told me, Don't hop out, chill
I'm going kuu when I step in the field
Like, fuck it, let's go on a drill
Run up on me, nigga, you gettin' killed
In the streets, I be movin' too tact
Run up on me, it go brrt-a-bat
Talkin' on bro, you get packed
Kay pop out and he wavin' the strap

I am a Lost Boy from Neverland
Usually hanging out with Peter Pan
And when we're bored we play in the woods
Always on the run from Captain Hook