Lyrics: Justin Bieber/Daniel Caesar/Andrew Wotman/Louis Bell/Luis Manuel Martinez Jr/Bernard Harvey/Giveon Dezmann Evans
Music: Justin Bieber/Daniel Caesar/Andrew Wotman/Louis Bell/Luis Manuel Martinez Jr/Bernard Harvey/Giveon Dezmann Evans
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)
And I see you (Oh)
the way I breathe you in (In)
It’s the texture of your skin
I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby
Never let you go, oh
And I see you
There’s nothing like your touch
It’s the way you lift me up
And I’ll be right here with you ’til the end
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)