Peter Piper

Lyrics

[Hook: NoahBoat] We flowin' hard you can hear it through the speakers I am not a rapper but I'll tax you for a feature We pickin' and pipin' givin' hoes pickle like we Peter (Peter) Got the fans screamin' and shoutin' like we the preachers (Oh my god) [Verse 1: ZJ] I only sing on the weekend It's a weekday so I'm just rappin' and tweetin' I'm no Spider-Man but why my senses tinglin'? (Ting ting ting) She was playin' games like is you trick-or-treatin'? Got, got, got them sleepy bars that's that Tylenol PM (Sleep) I'm 'bout to cut her up like it's Yeezy Season Had you down on your knees prayin' like the Deacon Imma' kill you with kindness Chuck E. Cheesin' I got to cut her off, Edward Scissor No John Wall but I'm a Wizard Shoot my shot hope I don't miss her If I make it I'm a winner Got a new Jag imma' whip Give her that two-two then that beat-beat, are you Kelly no ignition? (Aye) Imma' whip the beat up, Betty Crocker Imma' reach for the stars, Skywalker Imma' kick the beat up, Master Splinter (Hi-Yah) Hit your ass with a shot, Kylie Jenner (Aye) [Hook: ZJ] We flowin' hard you can hear it through the speakers We drippin' sauce you can see it on our sneakers We pickin' and pipin' givin' hoes pickle like we Peter (Peter) Got the fans screamin' and shoutin' like we the preachers (Oh my god) [Verse 2: NoahBoat] And you know its NoahBoat (That's right) I don't sing, I just float (Nah) Switch the flow up but I'm gonna keep flowin' (Woo) I'm lovin', I'm livin', I'm servin', hit you with a slogan (God damn) I'm rappin, I'm grindin', I'm thinkin', no blinkin', no sleepin', no geekin', this verse I keep tweakin', new hoes need to see them, new rims need to see them, the G.O.A.T wanna be him, got Marcus with Neiman My shoes is shiny like a star (Bling) Why they put me on this beat like I ain't got no bars (Oh no) She stylin' in that bright red suit call her the Queen of Hearts I'm hittin' licks like GTA cause I'm a rockstar (God damn) [Hook: NoahBoat] We flowin' hard you can hear it through the speaker I am not a rapper but I'll tax you for a feature We pickin' and pipin' givin' hoes pickle like we Peter Got the fans screamin' and shoutin' like we the preachers (Oh my god)