Peppermint Peaches (feat. Pacific)

True story right here

I don't meet the girls I wanna spend my life with

I just meet the ones I wanna spend the night with

I'm talking bout the ones that make me nervous while I'm leanin' in for that first kiss

Daydreaming 'bout the woman of my dreams

I can see the scene, pretty and pristine, without Maybelline, yeah

And she listens to T. Swift and Anthony Kiedis

Wearin' red, lookin' hot, chill like peppermint peaches, yeah yeah

Chill like peppermint peaches

I'm lookin' for the girl, the girl of my dreams

Pretty and pristine, without Maybelline

She likes Polo G and vanilla ice cream

Her name ain't Patricia, but I treat her like a queen

Always smells like Chanel, but she ain't boujee

We can talk for hours, just us in the Jacuzzi

Hey hey hey, are you listenin' to me?

Sorry, I got lost in another daydream

'Cause I don't meet the girls I want to spend my life with

I just meet the ones I want to spend the night with

I'm talking 'bout the ones that make me nervous while I'm leanin' in for that first kiss

Kissin' turns to touchin' and making out

I'm a true gentleman, but I ain't a boy scout

If that don't paint the picture, then I don't know what will

I could go a step further, but let me just chill

Sippin' on some red wine with a beautiful dime

We don't need a whole lot to have a little fun time

I said we don't need a whole lot

I'm lookin' for the girl, the girl of my dreams

Pretty and pristine without Maybelline

She likes Polo G and vanilla ice cream

Her name ain't Patricia, but I treat her like a queen

Never scared of anything, not even a spider

Facing all of her problems without a man beside her

Thing I love about her most, she always gets what she desires

Just workin' her magic, the kind of woman that inspires

Now I scroll through IG, happy couples I see

Got visions of Ms. Perfect still in my dreams

So I open my texts, who'd I leave on seen?

A girl Michael sung about like Ms. Billie Jean

The song's for you, Ms. whatever your name

Writing these lyrics for you 'cause I'm too old for these games

I say it's these girls, but I'm the one to blame

Overthinking everything, trying not to go insane

I'm trippin' all the damn time, swipin' left to decline

It'll work itself out, promise I'ma be fine

I said it'll work itself out

I'm lookin' for the girl, the girl of my dreams

Pretty and pristine without Maybelline

She likes Polo G and vanilla ice cream

Her name ain't Patricia, but I treat her like a queen

Yeah Ms. Peppermint Peach, where the hell you at?

Yeah yeah yeah yeah