Peach Fuzz

It's 9:23 A.M

And uh, an idea

Summer feeling idea

Yeah, I don't know

You said keep it short, this is peach fuzz

Contact, couple months, then we out

You said keep it short, this is peach fuzz

Contact, couple months, then we out

It's nothing serious (I wanna be your man)

It's nothing serious (I wanna be your man)

Yeah, mama, yeah, mama, I'm daddy, no, I'm not

You're a lot of fucking problems, you gon' prolly show true colors

By the time we tie the knot up, Tyler, Tyler, he got caught up

Now they taking my ricotta, bunch of lawyers and 'your honors'

I mean, it's no mama, more father but my fanbase that's from Goblin

Don't believe me, I been saying since 13 but they blinded

But whatever, I'm reminded that I slightly got off topic of this song, shit

Shout out Prophet, okay

Could you tell me how far in the future do you see us?

You can make decision while your lips graze on my peach fuzz

Pull out the guitar and learn some new chords from Anita Baker

Baker got some acres out the window when you wake up

I'm a fish sign my b-day march and put its knee up

Bunch of yes sergeants 'till we barge in on them tea cups

But guarantee that I will get my stripes just like Adidas

Nah, we don't wear those its UNOs when we put feet up, yeah

You said keep it short, this is peach fuzz

Contact, couple months, then we out

You said keep it short, this is peach fuzz

Contact, couple months, then we out

It's nothing serious (I wanna be your man)

It's nothing serious (I wanna be your man)

Yo, shout out Stones Throw man

Shout out Prophet

Album's beautiful

Summer flings and shit

It's nothing serious, just, you know