Orange Peels lyrics

by

TLC


[Verse 1]
Peel out of the coupe, woop, wind my shot and shoot
The odds are a milli to two, ooh
I score in the box, ah, replacing the locks to my heart
Finessing don't stop, Josh, bop
They calling the cops, wop, I'm going too hard
So much for no snitching, but hopefully this flow from Smino
Has grabbed your attention
I go supersonic, chronic, nah I don't need it, keep it
Your beats, I will eat 'em
That's word up to Monte, thanks to KAYTRANADA
My wordplay will always be bouncy
To Zero Fatigue, the vibes is on fleek
Hope that happens to me
Shout out to my homies, they live in the OC
They far 'way, but always my brodies

[Hook]
Been on the road, get lit with my bros
And I'm on track to blow
I open the door, I exit on 4th
My gas consumption below
I'm looking at you, that's my baby boo
Then you hop out my coupe
I unlock my whip, I call you my friend
But you is my lover 'til end
[Verse 2]
I'm finna get to function, go down to my Vans
Rubber bands on my wrist, and I flick it with the hands
Lace 'em up, stand up, I'm facing ya, man up
Square up, swing first, I'ma make you understand bruh
Joshie boy the only boy who felt the joy of this magnitude
And I'm polite, never rude
Look at you, face illuminated by the light of moon
It's kinda cool, hop out the coupe, say bye to you
Hasta mañana, the trees of banana
And eat it, the feeling remind me of summer
Clothesline red pajamas, you riding the llama
It feel like a hundred red Hummers are coming up quick
Pull up with a stick, 'til you call it quits
Then I put on 5th & Grand, I'm the man

[Hook]
Peels on the floor, been eating some citrus
I'm finna get C vitaminas
My spirit is orange, majority yellow
You could call me one joyful fellow
I'm making a move, I'm chowing on fruits
To get sweeter than juice
Now I'm here with you, all I wanna do
Is go and speed off in my coupe
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