CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : PETER PAN
I'm the rap peter pan, all the hate it never lands/
When I was seventeen I got a check for 50 grand, I could take the stand, or rest a bible on my hand/
Yeah, I’m depressed, but I never felt the urge to pop a xan/
Im great, yall trippin,I’m sturdy, y’all slippin/
Might not be the best, but what’s Mike without Pippin?
You whole style cheap, like eating out without with out tippin’
Put my girl in double C’s, but nah, she ain’t crippin’
Digital, you analog,go and check the catalog
I’m fit to treadmills, I run this b*t*h like walkin dogs—Tried to end it 6 times, the sum of the score/
I hit the dealer, copped the whip with suicide doors/
Listen
If Black Sheep knock, everybody gonna make way, foot in the game and I‘m running sh*t like a relay
I’m making good and selling it for cheap just like I’m eBay, more drive than freeways, got mad dope; Free base/
The Holy one, the son of man,I’m Killing sh*t, the son of sam/
I’m on top, like a ceiling fan, so stay up out your feelin’s man
Gender non-conformist so I’m rocking pink like killa Cam, never sold a brick, but I post a pic, then I kilogram/
Surpassing all the opposition, you know Issa a must
I’m Flying over all the competition; Pixie Dust/
Style cold, mo flows then the hoover dam, I’ll pack you up, and ship you out, treat ya like a moving van/
CES is on my chest, the crest, the monogram,born to be best and you can check my mommas sonogram/
I always had the drive—even if I’m in a traffic jam, I always be the king, and I ain’t got to go to Bunckingham
—PeterPan
Couldn’t even see me in a battle, so if you wanna beef, just know I’m coming for the cattle
Throwing hella shade but Peter’s homie’s with his shadow, and I’m only warming I haven’t even reached my plateau
Uh—I came to pop hot sh*t, like a frying pan, Black rock city—on fire, I’m the burning man…
Wanna see my wildest dream like Alice did; Wonderland, who is that? Blackest Sheep, holy sh*t, Peter Pan/
Peter Pan,Peter Pan, The flyest motherf**ker out Neverland
Peter Pan,Peter Pan, The flyest motherf**ker ever came outside of Neverland
Who is that? Blackest Sheep, holy sh*t, Peter Pan
When I was seventeen I got a check for 50 grand, I could take the stand, or rest a bible on my hand/
Yeah, I’m depressed, but I never felt the urge to pop a xan/
Im great, yall trippin,I’m sturdy, y’all slippin/
Might not be the best, but what’s Mike without Pippin?
You whole style cheap, like eating out without with out tippin’
Put my girl in double C’s, but nah, she ain’t crippin’
Digital, you analog,go and check the catalog
I’m fit to treadmills, I run this b*t*h like walkin dogs—Tried to end it 6 times, the sum of the score/
I hit the dealer, copped the whip with suicide doors/
Listen
If Black Sheep knock, everybody gonna make way, foot in the game and I‘m running sh*t like a relay
I’m making good and selling it for cheap just like I’m eBay, more drive than freeways, got mad dope; Free base/
The Holy one, the son of man,I’m Killing sh*t, the son of sam/
I’m on top, like a ceiling fan, so stay up out your feelin’s man
Gender non-conformist so I’m rocking pink like killa Cam, never sold a brick, but I post a pic, then I kilogram/
Surpassing all the opposition, you know Issa a must
I’m Flying over all the competition; Pixie Dust/
Style cold, mo flows then the hoover dam, I’ll pack you up, and ship you out, treat ya like a moving van/
CES is on my chest, the crest, the monogram,born to be best and you can check my mommas sonogram/
I always had the drive—even if I’m in a traffic jam, I always be the king, and I ain’t got to go to Bunckingham
—PeterPan
Couldn’t even see me in a battle, so if you wanna beef, just know I’m coming for the cattle
Throwing hella shade but Peter’s homie’s with his shadow, and I’m only warming I haven’t even reached my plateau
Uh—I came to pop hot sh*t, like a frying pan, Black rock city—on fire, I’m the burning man…
Wanna see my wildest dream like Alice did; Wonderland, who is that? Blackest Sheep, holy sh*t, Peter Pan/
Peter Pan,Peter Pan, The flyest motherf**ker out Neverland
Peter Pan,Peter Pan, The flyest motherf**ker ever came outside of Neverland
Who is that? Blackest Sheep, holy sh*t, Peter Pan
