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Kodak Black - Feelin' Peachy

[Intro]
You know I needed you, why would you leave me?
Keeping it real every day, it ain't easy
Sorry this ain't orange, this is peach
Gotta keep a carbine in my reach
Pickin' calamari out my teeth, baby

[Chorus]
This is peach
Gotta keep a carbine in my reach
Pickin' calamari out my teeth, baby
Why you put them Forgi's on a Jeep?
I keep spilling coffee on my jeans
I don't like you talking, I'm gon' squeeze, baby

[Verse 1]
You know I needed you, why would you leave me?
Keeping it real every day, it ain't easy
Cardigans sweater, it come out next season
Deja Rae, would you just stay with me, please?
I'ma bless lil' mama like she sneezin'
Scored a triple-doublе for my nieces
I just bought a Rover for no rеason
I'm on house arrest, I can't even leave
Locked up in the pen, but I ain't peter
The water dripping off me, Aquafina
Love my Uncle E and Uncle Beanie
Love my Auntie Krista, Auntie Nina
Blowing all this money 'cause it freeze
Scamming in Miami by the beach
Telling on your homies, that ain't Z
Boy, I heard you ratted for a cheesecake
[Chorus]
This is peach
Gotta keep a carbine in my reach
Pickin' calamari out my teeth, baby
Why you put them Forgi's on a jeep
I keep spilling coffee on my jeans
I don't like this talking, I'm gon' squeeze, baby

[Verse 2]
Snipers in the Benz in lil' Haiti
Sipping on the lean but I ain't lazy
Deja Rae, bae, check your savings
Skeeted on her face, she say "Don't waste it"
I been smoking coffee with the weed
I'ma keep you healthy selling P's
Devil wanna sign me, what's the plea?
Double nines on me, I'm from 18th
Louis V peach-colored blanket
Dogging on these bitches, I got rabies
Hitting her from the back, I told her face me
I been getting a lot of money lately
Cardi B, I hope you like your bracelet
Shawty say I'm handsome for a Haitian
I just rent the Spider for the weekend
Lying on my dick but it ain't shrinking
[Chorus]
Sorry, this ain't orange, this is peach
Gotta keep a carbine in my reach
Pickin' calamari out my teeth, baby (Yuh)
Why you put them Forgi's on a jeep
I keep spilling coffee on my jeans
I don't like this talking, I'm gon' squeeze, baby, yeah

[Verse 3]
Cracka tryna tell me go to sleep
I been writing lyrics after 3
Brother told me fuck it stick to rappin'
Everybody know you 'bout yo action
White girl say she feeling peachy
I still smell the pussy on my pinky
Bae that pussy taste like, tangerine

[Chorus]
Sorry, this ain't orange, this is peach
Gotta keep a carbine in my reach
Pickin' calamari out my teeth, baby
Why you put them Forgi’s on a Jeep
I keep spilling coffee on my jeans
I don't like you talking, I'm gon' squeeze, baby, uh

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