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letra de peter pan - notti osama

[intro: ruth b. & dd osama]
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

[verse 1: dd osama]
we gon’ go to the opps (grrah, grrah)
we gon’ creep on they block (on bro)
catch a flock, you hearin’ them shots (grrah)
give a f-ck if it’s me and my knocks (grrah, grrah, gang-gang-gang)
and i do it for bro, like, b-tch, we some ‘ooters we takin’ they souls
notti wit’ me i say, “throw”, he gon’ throw
that’s the end of ya’ life if you don’t got a pole, like (b-tch)
move home, that’s a fact, bro in the spot and he droppin’ the hat (hol’ on)
don’t move or get wacked, drop my o, he get turned to a pack
on bro, just chill, we see the opps, just pass me the steel, like
i’ma geek, i’ma pop me a pill
when everything dead, yeah, i be in ya’ field
[verse 2: notti osama]
like, no, i can’t lack, gotta bring me a heater (grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah)
pop out the dark, yeah, them n-ggas ain’t seen us
hop out, all black and we ski’d up
doak, tell them n-ggas come see us (doak)
i keep shootin’ ’til i’m going deaf (grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah)
go kuu wit’ the deuce, better show me respect
we gon’ do him like jb, one shot to the neck
yus gz should of died, he got hit in his chest
like, how many n-ggas gone and died?
spin to the opps, n0body survive
matt sav got put in the sky
if i catch a flocka, i’m lettin’ it fly (grrah-grrah)
spin through, got the gun on my hip
one false move, he get turned to a spliff (spliff)
dede, wait, just pass me the grip
and we smokin’ on rippy, that sh-t got a kick

[bridge: dede osama]
i am a lost boy from neverland (grrah, grrah-grrah, boom)
usually hanging out with peter pan (grrah-grrah, boom, gang)
and when we’re bored, we play in the woods (oy, og)
always on the run from captain hook (gang, grrah, grrah)

[verse 3: dede osama]
benzo be punchin’ my brain
i was late night, tryna catch me a stain (benzo)
f-ckin’ ya’ b-tch on the main, notti be flockin’, he puttin’ in pain (he puttin’ in pain)
don’t talk sh-t (grrah-grrah) like, spin through ya’ block and i’m throwin’ like six (gang-gang-gang)
die 4, die 5, die 6 (gang-gang-gang)
mel pop out and he wavin’ the stick (grrah-grrah, boom)
zay told me, “don’t hop out, chill”
i’m going ku when i step in the field (grrah, in the field)
like f-ck it, let’s go on a drill
run up on me, n-gga, you gettin’ k!lled (gettin’ k!lled)
in the streets, i be movin’ too tac’, run up on me it go brrt-ata-back
talkin’ on bro, you get packed
kay pop out and he wavin’ the strap (wavin’ the strap)
[outro: ruth b.]
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

- notti osama

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