Peter Parker lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch, I'm Peter Parker famous of the web
b*tch, I'm Peter Parker famous of the web
(b*tch, I'm Peter Parker famous of the web)
(b*tch, I'm Peter Parker famous of the web)

[Verse 1]
Twenty ten they wouldn't give my ass a chance (nah)
Now I’m packin’ out clubs like I’m Bagger Vance (yup)
I don’t got a ceiling but got plenty fans (woo)
f*ck a label I got money I need no advance (hey)
Put the team up on my back like a Jansport (Jansport)
Now my wallet like a golf course(green)
They used to tell me I was too short (too short)
Now I got b*tches like I’m too short (yeah)
I’m couché I’m couché [?](yeah)
I’m in brunch with all your women smiling eating parfaits (ya know)
I’m so braggadocious (yah)
I’m so fully focused (yah)
My ex-homie that I was a perfect catch like Danny and the Doorless (woo)
Now she don't even call
I look sexy as f*ck (I do)
And I ash out the ball [?]
Hit a rough patch
Got this feelin’ like I was stalled
Was thinkin’ bout headin' back to college like I’m hardball
[Verse 2]
But me I make a living off a microphone (i do)
I'm selling best caps secret like a skull or bone (hey)
Young Huey Mack back like he never left (yah)
When he took a leap of faith from a baby step (woo)
Now they say I’m next in pop
I’m workin’ round the clock to never have to punch the clock (s’right)
b*tch I’m young, rich, and handsome
Tryna cop the mansion
Give less f*cks than Richard Branson
[Outro]
b*tch, I'm Peter Parker famous off the web
b*tch, I'm Peter Parker famous off the web
(b*tch, I'm Peter Parker famous off the web)
(b*tch, I'm Peter Parker famous off the web)