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Amyfm - Peachy Keen Lyrics

Chorus (2nd):

Before me, she had a Nietzche lean
Dicked down once, she peachy keen
Reteach thee what sleazy means
Easily, easily
Keeping a blade if you mean to me
This what you need to see
I got eyeliner and sapphires
I’m feeling peachy keen


Verse 1 (Pe$o):

(Aye)Big metal blunt full of za and its potent
Gotta take me a puff then I’m up, boy, I’m focused
Kid dropped the Lo cuz the place is remote
Why they talkin that shit on Yung Peso, don’t pay еm no mind
Cuz I’m too busy countin on dough
A-A-And countin on dough, like, don’t even flеx no mo
Don’t step no mo, Yung Peso on his neck fo sho
I done said it fosholy, names in the black book shit, not holy
See step one swimmin its all about flowin
Like how you got motion, ain’t got flow
You should focus on you and the shit that you gotta go prove, stop worrying bout people no mo!
Man fuck that smoke unless you smoke solo dolo we dont need beef no mo
That’s how jit grow
Planted the seed, that shit might turn into peach, oh look at me
Got zaza blunt, it’s fulla green- This perc got me spatial, I’m feelin like Sheen (Ah)
Plug said he got that zaza for delivery, I hit his phone back like YIPPIE!
I ain’t one with banter, I’m him- Seen a 10 walk in, she peachy keen, ok
Chorus (2nd):

Before me, she had a Nietzche lean
Dicked down once, she peachy keen
Reteach thee what sleazy means
Easily, easily
Keeping a blade if you mean to me
This what you need to see
I got eyeliner and sapphires
I’m feeling peachy keen


Verse 2 (2nd & Pe$o):

Dropping in, 2nd x Peso Pete
Running in this bitch like an AOE
Lipstick, jewelry, kill in Rango jeans
Got a problem with it? You can debate these cleats
You’re irate cuz I rake mo’fuckers over coals
If you back the wrong horse, you finna lose to the foals
If you don’t got goals, what’s the fucking point
Of making music anyway, taste my soles
I don’t fuck with these demons Repeat shit over and over again, feel like Frieren
Smoke up, when you put a joke up, I’m dreaming
Your shit is so ass, it borders demeaning
Get a second joke, can’t headline at a festival
If I make you a vegetable
I make exes hope that I sex em- The men i hold
Are from Dublin to Mexico
Might take a trip out to Tijuana
Opp on my phone, I'm like "Bro, what the team on?"
You tryna beat me and squad, bro, dream on
Bro, it's your D-Day, Pe$o a demon
Bro, watch me flex in this bitch
Look at my fit, I got pieces on me, boy, I dress to impress in this bitch
Got a problem, we stepping on shit, never less in this bitch, you know Pe$o really bout that shit
I be counting up bread like, what do you mean?
My money got fold like a crease on a peach
You fucking with Pe$o? What do you mean?
I'm the king on the chessboard- take out his team
Man, fuck all the talk- all of the hating bro, do what you want, live how you be
We young and reckoning, (?) OG
Watch the pack doin flips, shit peachy keen Chorus (2nd):

Before me, she had a Nietzche lean
Dicked down once, she peachy keen
Reteach thee what sleazy means
Easily, easily
Keeping a blade if you mean to me
This what you need to see
I got eyeliner and sapphires
I’m feeling peachy keen