Peach Soda Lyrics

II can't talk down, ion even know ya

II got red pour it in a peach soda

And the Glock hot, ii might heatstroke it

Keep the Block hot till the heat over

When II left the spot, police pulled me over

Bitch you know ii ain't driving sober

Drive Da Range (deranged) like II stole the Rover

Yea I'm Switchin' lanes, gotta get over

You gon' feel that pain when the game over

Still the same when you get older

This yo baby mom's got ha bending over

Devil & Angel sitting on my shoulder

I'm dressed for winter weather cause I'm colder

I'm wit my twin we in Minnesota

II stay High, I'm never sober

II pour it up in a peach soda

II pour it up in a peach soda

II pour it up in a peach soda

II poured up and the peace showed up

II poured up and the peace showed up

II poured up and the peace showed up

I'ma pour up till the Pee glow up

Ima pull up where the drank pulled up

Ima pull up to the mangrove yuh

Ima pull up rollin mango blunts

II don't need a stuntman, I'll do my own stunts

II Rollup a blunt and stuff it with Runts

I'm full from that pussy can't chill with you cunts

II know that you bullshit, I'm calling yo bluff

You had it so sweet, when II grew up a lil rough

You toting that pistol, it don't make you look tough

When it's time to go shoot bih yo ass ain't gon' buss

I'm with this white hoe sniffing on dust

I'm wit dis white hoe Hilary Duff, yeah

Put that shit inside my cup

II got it double sided on my cup, yeah

II can't talk down, ion even know ya

II got red pour it in a peach soda

And the Glock hot, ii might heatstroke it

Keep the Block hot till the heat over

When II left the spot, police pulled me over

Bitch you know ii ain't driving sober

Drive Da Range (deranged) like II stole the Rover

Yea I'm Switchin' lanes, gotta get over

You gon' feel that pain when the game over