Enoch - UFO! (Peter Pan) Lyrics

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(Mom! PharaTrill's at it again!)
La la la la la...
La la la la la...
(Remember to EnJoy)

Girl get on your feet, I'm in my throne, top me while you're standing
3Gs in a blunt, I'm High like Wendy Darling, never landing
Had to kill the hook like Peter Pan, bitch, I'm a lost boy
My style is required taste, drink Perrier no, not La Croix

Woo!

High like Peter Pan and Wendy Darling, never land
Came through sporting white Fear of God Vans, Daniel Damn
High like Peter Pan and Wendy Darling, never land
Came through sporting white Fear of God Vans, Daniel

I got my cash in the trunk, (yeah) but the trunk ain't at the back of the car
Look at my nails, I'm a punk, (rock) step in the spot and she know I'm a star
Smokin gas smells like a skunk, UFO shit how I'm finna go far
Double the lean and the cup, but I swore that I'll never go back to the bars

I'm too high now
I can't pipe down
Guess Who it is?
Ness how I'm striped down
I'm surrounded by snakes
But I'm Gucci though
Cuz I'm a parslemouth
Gucci on the collar hoe

Okay!

Chopper on me like Straw Hat
Keep an eye on em, Fetty Wap, how I saw that mmm
My life is a movie, you'll catch these full clips if you f*ck around and just pause that mmm
Don't answer
You're cancer
I'll come through with the Panzer
My choppa got ADHD, how it sweeps it'll turn you-into a breakdancer!

(Uh, whoa)

Girl get on your feet, I'm in my throne, top me while you're standing
3Gs in a blunt, I'm High like Wendy Darling, never landing
Had to kill the hook like Peter Pan, bitch, I'm a lost boy
My style is required taste, drink Perrier no, not La Croix

Woo!

High like Peter Pan and Wendy Darling, never land
Came through sporting white Fear of God Vans, Daniel Damn
High like Peter Pan and Wendy Darling, never land
Came through sporting white Fear of God Vans, Daniel Damn

You already know, pull up in drop top UFO
F*ck an Offwhite and a Bape collab I'm rockin Kaws from Uniqlo
Saucin like a chef, you better stay up out my kitchen
Wrist is whippin, ain't no competition, f*ck your true religion

Listen, I don't really care
You niggas hella square
Can't fit into my circle, so I cut you off like dead hair
Death Note, your name is written
Right there in Taylor's Blank Space
Got tired of the Human Race, we're boolin with relaxed pace

Psych a nigga lied mhm
Running laps round you cripples while I'm hitting full stride mhm
You muthaf*ckas thought a nigga died mhm
But I'm on your bitches side, Nationwide mhm
Don't play, no games
Good bye you lames
While I'm buying up the store, you shop window pain
Don't play, no games
Don't forget my name
Like you all got itis, left you all inflamed!

Girl get on your feet, I'm in my throne, top me while you're standing
3Gs in a blunt, I'm High like Wendy Darling, never landing
Had to kill the hook like Peter Pan, bitch, I'm a lost boy
My style is required taste, drink Perrier no, not La Croix

Woo! Aye!

High like Peter Pan and Wendy Darling, never land
Came through sporting white Fear of God Vans, Daniel Damn
High like Peter Pan and Wendy Darling, never land
Came through sporting white Fear of God Vans! Daniel
DAMN