Josip On Deck - Peache$ lyrics

Josip On Deck.. yea. yea O-O-O-O Ota-Ota.. Peaches Yeah.. yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah (yeahh) [Hook] Keep the baddest chick you know her p**y smell like peaches Splashing on these n***as and they can't believe it I be turnt up all the time and that is not a secret We just pull up with that money man I know you see it (x2) [Verse] Her p**y pink like peaches. We ball hard every season Threw diamonds all in my Rolex just to let you know that we eating She get fly as an eagle. It's wings on my Adidas She love me cuz I'm O.G and it's O.G in my reefer I'm napped up and she cute as f**. She raise hell in that pastel Don't do molly just smoke blunts. She puff pa** but she fine as hell God damn she be turnt up. On syrup no waffles Peaches all in my swisher sweet. I'm rolling blunts of that hydro [Hook] [Verse] Finessing with that figure though. God damn she be k**ing hoes Cherry blossom what I call her cuz her swag is mystical Gold all in my pyramid. Playing SEGA Genesis Turnt up to the infinite. I'm ultra-sonic no Genesis Dropped 5 racks on Pink Dolphin. Fresh to d**h `sache in my coffin Walk on money with Louie carpets that p**y good just like morning Drophead in Fairfax. Siueppes on f** Air Max Peaches in her kitty cat. Sugoi sh**. Too legit [Hook]