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ㅤwwking22 - peter pan (lost boys) lyrics

wwking22+peter pan (lost boys)
we ain’t photogenic but we posted up on that block everyday masked up like i’m sick no medicine no face no case
if i catch a opp lacking them bullets get to spraying like cologne no green bay but im tryna pack him new opp in the air
he got put in a spliff and he ain’t coming home hit him in his m+ffin big chop you know i’ma up it armed and dangerous ain’t no love in these streets so i slide with a pole
they want me dead so i stay clutching the chrome put him underneath like harriet tubman, got some opps ive been dying too see
why you running whеre you going? spot me an op and i’m dumping the clip big chop i’ma up it

i’m homе alone macaulay culkin i do drills by my lonely masked up like i’m sick no medicine no face no case no surgery
these hollows rearrange em bullets hot like the summer we gone burn em like sage
its domestic violence the way these hollows beating his body bullets spraying like mace
i stay clutching the chrome trying to erase him like pencils knock him off the map
in the field with the chop on my side throwing bullets tom brady my chopper be goosing
so these shots he be ducking i can’t wait till
i catch me a shh big chop i can’t wait till i up it and it don’t got no safety
come slide for your man’s cause how you talking bout upping the score when i’m dumping on anything like every opp shot
i’m ready to spin like a fidget just send me the low got the slugs in the clip so it’s time to move slimy but if he moving slimy like tissue we wiping his snot i’ma demon i’m letting it rip they like bro how you coming?
they know my bop mr up it in public
put a beam on the switch head shot hollows rip through his noggin your a internet gangsta only talk tough when you login
like caption hook i’m running my ops down
i stay chasing em
bullets hot like the summer we gone burn em like rubber i’ma stomper i don’t do the step just slide with a chop and start flaming it
forever young running away from my problems but no i ain’t running from opps catch me a shh leave him where he drop pop out with a full clip bend through that block yeah we leaving a mess southside babies yeah you know we move ruthless
we ain’t photogenic but we posted up on that block everyday masked up like i’m sick no medicine no face no case
if i catch a opp lacking them bullets get to spraying like cologne no green bay but im tryna pack him new opp in the air
he got put in a spliff and he ain’t coming home hit him in his m+ffin big chop you know i’ma up it armed and dangerous ain’t no love in these streets so i slide with a pole
they want me dead so i stay clutching the chrome put him underneath like harriet tubman, got some opps ive been dying too see
why you running where you going? spot me an op and i’m dumping the clip big chop i’ma up it

we stay on timing no clock i ain’t photogenic but im posted up with my glock beef ain’t dead till he up in my spliff
don’t let em get close got the slugs in the clip so it’s time to move slimy they know i be clutching the poles
i’ve been itching to squeeze like brawlhalla knock him off the map
leave him with scoliosis hollows gon rip through his back they know i love seeing red
spot me an opp and my adrenaline rushing the last boy got popped and got smoked welcome to the party we gone turn up
the function pop out with a k!ll switch hollows rip through his spine give him scoliosis
if he move incorrect i correct set him straight
like a heteros+xual but no i ain’t h0m+phobic
he not a ooter he don’t put it pain
when i bend through they blocks ima up it and flame no segregation i got weapons that
could separate the skin from his skeleton he got turned to a ghost stacking that paper
gotta be on the look out for snakes gotta watch the way they maneuver ptsd got me ready to blow like how many opps saw me and ran lap?
mud over blood sometimes were on bad terms but for them i’m still chasing that bag
do a hit then go on the run we like bonnie and clyde glock got a switch but it stays on my side
when i’m bored i just stay with a k!ll switch
putting opps into woods you on hots i’m on hots too said he gone bust like confetti like fairy odd parents i wish that he would

we ain’t photogenic but we posted up on that block everyday masked up like i’m sick no medicine no face no case
if i catch a opp lacking them bullets get to spraying like cologne no green bay but im tryna pack him new opp in the air
he got put in a spliff and he ain’t coming home hit him in his m+ffin big chop you know i’ma up it armed and dangerous ain’t no love in these streets so i slide with a pole
they want me dead so i stay clutching the chrome put him underneath like harriet tubman, got some opps ive been dying too see
why you running where you going? spot me an op and i’m dumping the clip big chop i’ma up it

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