Peakin

Out the gate
I look like cinnamon
With brown sugar
On coffee cake
This melanin
No preserves, no aftertaste
No massa hate it
Emancipated
Boy off the chain
Like that, aye
See we park and talk
We see the lights, we never mind
Proceed the spark
We Nike Nike, we Adidas
We Reebok
She seen about, got to know more
Don’t believe me now
Like that, say
Pull aside, park the car, crack the feel
Sun go down, finna dash, bout to dip
Need the cash, quick and fast, need to quit
It’s a vibe, just a vibe all it is
I’m peakin', I’m high-ed up on my
Mama, you something else
Got me peakin', I’m high-ed up baby
I don’t know what this is
I’m peakin', I’m high-ed up on my
Mama, you something else
Got me peakin', I’m high-ed up baby
I don’t know what this is
Right now I’m full lit
You foolish, this choclate
My soul cleanse
My bro get it, these hoes with it
It’s moist too
Guess I’d appropriate
If I had a choice to
Like that, aye
Bitch, I’m Little Walter
With a bigger bark off hella Hen'
And a bit of vodka
I did a song, might spit it wrong
And still Milly Rocking
That’s CPR, that’s olive oil
He really poppin'
Like that, say
Pull aside, park the car, crack the feel
Sun go down, finna dash, bout to dip
Need the cash, quick and fast, need to quit
It’s a vibe, just a vibe all it is
I’m peakin', I’m high-ed up on my
Mama, you something else
Got me peakin', I’m high-ed up baby
I don’t know what this is
I’m peakin', I’m high-ed up on my
Mama, you something else
Got me peakin', I’m high-ed up baby
I don’t know what this is