Like Peter lyrics

Hook: Like Peter

I'm whipping the pan like im peter
Blowing loud like a speaker

b*tch bad i won't leave her
Not a lion i'm a cheetah

Bout my chicken , no fajita
Mommy bad , mamacita

Run up the check like a meter
Keep the hot pocket like a heater

Verse 1:

I'm living & willing , to killing the villains
In somebody daughter i swear that im chillin

Badass porsche it ain't got no ceilings
My heart to colds ion got no feelings

Peter pan is what i'm dealing
Opp ass n*ggas they stay getting drilled

All about a dollar like my first name bill
Ion gone lie i grew up inna field

Rapping all night tryna make it to a deal
Gun never hidden i just got it concealed

Lock & loaded so u know its real
Sick ass flow gotta n*gga feeling ill

Tired of robbing tryna touch a mil
Almost dropped a kay on my muthaf*cking grill
Blowing loud so a n*gga real chill
When im really mad , i really will kill

Big metal sh*t i will kill bill
All my sh*t booming , a n*gga real trill

Blew up real fast , just about that cash
Gotta spanish mommy with a real fat ass

Fresh ass n*gga hit a real quick dab
n*gga spending money ion look at the tabs

If you act wrong hittem quick jab
I'm my own man , ion need no dad

n*gga left me by myself that sh*t sad
f*ck my feelings , ion even get mad

When i'm in boothe all i do is get glad
Rapping bout all the sh*t wish i had

f*ck these n*ggas , these n*ggas trash
I'm about my bag , louie sag

Y'all know me ? Ion know these cats
Y'all know me? Ion know these cats'
Hook: Like Peter

I'm whipping the pan like im peter
Blowing loud like a speaker

b*tch bad i won't leave her
Not a lion imma cheetah

Bout my chicken , no fajita
Mommy bad , momma cita

Run up the check like a meter
Keep the hot pocket like a heater

Verse 2:

n*ggas wanna be me real bad
Catch me in the club throwing cash

Spanish mommy shaking that ass
Spanish mommy shaking that ass

Peter pan toting in the bag
All i know is swag out, mask out, trap house

My n*ggas bring them flags out
You act up? You assed out

It just got real now
In the field now

Ion gone lie i kill now
That’s the real sound

Never got turned down
All this weed i’m burning

Locking up long i was learning
With that strap i was lurking, burping, they purping

Bad b*tch she twerking
Pour it up by the liter

Three stripes adidas
Not a lion imma cheetah

Smoking dank it’s reefer
Big thirty street sweeper

Big thirsty street sweeper

Hook: Like Peter

I'm whipping the pan like im peter
Blowing loud like a speaker

b*tch bad i won't leave her
Not a lion imma cheetah

Bout my chicken , no fajita
Mommy bad , momma cita

Run up the check like a meter
Keep the hot pocket like a heater