Peaches Justin Bieber, Daniel Caesar y Giveon 

I get my peaches out in Georgia, ooh, 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, the way I breathe you 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 get my peaches out in Georgia, ooh, 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

I get my peaches out in Georgia, ooh, 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, the way I breathe you 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 get my peaches out in Georgia, ooh, 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

I get my peaches out in Georgia, ooh, 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

I get the feeling so I'm sure