Kodak Black - Feelin’ Peachy Lyrics

Kodak Black - Feelin’ Peachy Lyrics

 [Intro]

You know I needed you, why would leave me?

Keeping it real every day, it ain’t easy

Sorry this ain’t orange, this is peach

Gotta keep a carbon in my reach

Pickin’ calamari out my teeth, baby


[Chorus]

Sorry, this ain’t orange, this is peach

Gotta keep a carbon in my reach

Pickin’ calamari out my teeth, baby

Might just 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 1]

You know I needed you, why would leave me?

Keeping it real every day, it ain’t easy

Cardigans weather, it come out next season

[?] would you just stay with me please

I’ma bless lil’ mama like she sneezing

Scored a triple double for my nieces

I just bought a Rovеr for no reason

I’m on house arrest, I can’t еven leave

Locked up in the pen, but I ain’t peed

The water dripping off me Aquafina

Love my uncle [?] uncle [?]

Love my auntie [?] auntie [?]

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]

Sorry, this ain’t orange, this is peach

Gotta keep a carbon in my reach

Pickin’ calamari out my teeth, baby

Might just 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 and the beams in lil’ lil’ Haiti

Sipping on the lean but I ain’t lazy

[?] bae, check your saving

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 carbon in my reach

Pickin’ calamari out my teeth, baby

Might just 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 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 carbon in my reach

Pickin’ calamari out my teeth, baby

Might just 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

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