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ynkeumalice - peachy killers lyrics

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saying i could k!lled like serial k!ller
saying i could of i could of
k!lled so many

peachy
peachy
peachy

doing rounds of shots
smoking money get more
if money get to low feeling like robby rotten
feeling like i’m gucci
feeling like that k!ll was golden
but a wrong time
i shouldn’t leak it but f+ck it
its corpse of a graveyard

peachy
peachy
peachy

pop a v++gr+ feeling my roots deep
this sacrifice for a god no el darado
but it’s the mayans feeling like
f+ck is it the end of
f+ck is it the end
time on loop
smoking good
need the chicke coop
get b+tch do snow blow
make a b+tch who loves drugs
just to have fun for the night
then drop you at your housе
with an uber
peachy
peachy
pеachy

me and your b+tch soul links
you say daddy x the f+ck you smoking
smoking on some f+ck i didn’t make you mad
i was feeling sparkish f+ck i know what i know
don’t panic hour for pay p+ssy better taste good
eat that p+ssy if she my type with best p+ssy
i’m might wife a hoe cuff a hoe
it’s time for the greatest

peachy
peachy
peachy

smoking dookie
smoking till my eyes roll
feeling like hustle for a bank roll
money on my mind
they can’t take me from these dreams
i see so many messy people
who want to start sh+t but i ain’t got the time

peachy
peachy
peachy

peachy about the k!lling know i k!ll
it’s big pepper steppers who leave a face off
like a botch surgery

- ynkeumalice lyrics

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