Peachtree

(Yea yea)
(Yeah yeah yeah)

I'm in a Range Rover sliding on Peachtree it's just another day
iPhone dunking off the wrist, it's just another play
Bad bitch wanna eat me up, it's just another face
Garlic butter dripping off my shrimp that's just another taste
Dior on my pedal to the floor, don't ever touch the brakes
"RARRI is you scamming or you trapping"? I do what it take
What you got? Tell me what you bank, I can fill your safe
Fucc love you can give it all these niggas still gone hate

Fucc the club, popping all these bottles ain't gone get you pape
Instagram watching all my stories followed by the snakes
Who ya mans? I don't know that nigga heard he hang with jakes
F&N hit you and yo friend that's how you run a train
Seats color licorice, she wanna take a pic in this
I might break the scale with all these bales it ain't no fixing this
RARRI he go hit for hit, while these hoes they go dicc to dicc
And I got youngins from the 6, and them boys they gone licc ya licc
Balenciaga skully, Moncler on my zip up
I just popped a perky, this ho better picc up
No I aint no rookie, I can get you blitzed up
Running with a fully, I can get you switched up

I'm in a Range Rover sliding on Peachtree it's just another day
iPhone dunking off the wrist, it's just another play
Bad bitch wanna eat me up, it's just another face
Garlic butter dripping off my shrimp that's just another taste
Dior on my pedal to the floor, don't ever touch the brakes
"RARRI is you scamming or you trapping"? I do what it take
What you got? Tell me what you bank, I can fill your safe
Fucc love you can give it all these niggas still gone hate

Woke up in another place, RARRI in another state
Yes he is, get up out my biz cause you can not relate
Do it big, bout to fly a pig tax him from 38
"Damn you get 38"? Yea I get 38
Ain't from 55th but imma crip, so that's the custer rate
Watch that nigga losing, how he moving, first to cooperate
Bitches choosing they use to be snoozing, now they all awake
RARRI cruising, he be Prada shoe'n two step to the bank
Got inside my Birkin, which phone is he working?
Slide down to yo blocc, feel like Baracc, clean like detergent
Who that hoe that's flirting? Ask her what she serving
Baguette's got her ready, pop a half if you be nervous

I'm in a Range Rover sliding on Peachtree its just another day
iPhone dunking off the wrist, it's just another play
Bad bitch wanna eat me up, it's just another face
Garlic butter dripping off my shrimp that's just another taste
Dior on my pedal to the floor, don't ever touch the brakes
"RARRI is you scamming or you trapping"? I do what it take
What you got? Tell me what you bank, I can fill your safe
Fucc love you can give it all these niggas still gone hate

(Pussy nigga they still gone hate)
(Fucc nigga they still gone hate)
(Lame nigga they still gone hate)
(Fucc love all them niggas still gone hate)



Credits
Writer(s): Derick Mccallum
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