ZEZE(feat. Travis Scott & Offset) (Clean) - Kodak Black/Offset/Travis Scott

Lyrics by：C. Gandy-Rogers/D. Doman/D. Octave/J. Thomas/J. Webster/K. Cephus/M. Prince

Produced by：d.a. doman

DA got that d**e

Got that d**e

Got that d**e

Ice water turned atlantic atlantic

Nightcrawlin' in a Phantom

Skrrt skrrt

Told them hold it don't you panic

Took an island yeah flood the mansion

Big water

Dropped the roof more expansion

Drive a coupe you can stand in

It's lit

B***hes undercover

In the sheets

I'm an a*s and titties lover titties lover

Guess we all made for each other

Now that all the dawgs free

Yeah yeah

And we out in these streets alright

Can you do it

Can you pop it for me

Pop it for me

Pull up in a demon on God

On God

Lookin' like I still do fraud fraud

Flyin' private jet with the rod rod

This that Z s**t this that Z s**t

Pull up in a demon on God God

Lookin' like I still do fraud fraud

Flyin' private jet with the rod rod

This that Z s**t this that Z s**t

Blow the brains out the coupe boo

Police wanna talk but I'm on mute

Woo-woo hey

I'ma bust her wrist down 'cause she cute ice

Ice

F**k her on a yacht dive in a pool yeah

She an addict addict

For the lifestyle and the patek patek

Big daddy have you ever felt chanel fabrics chanel

I be drippin' to death

I need a casket drippin'

And we got more stripes than the ref he foul

TEC him bow stripes

In the middle of the field like David Beckham

Field bow-bow

All my n***as locked up for real

I'm tryna help 'em free free

When I got a mil' got me the chills

Don't know what happened

Hoo chills

Pop pills do what you feel

I'm on that zombie

Hey hoo

I'm more like Gaddafi

I'm not no Gandhi

Gaddafi hey

I'm more like I'm David Goliath runnin'

Hey hey

N***as be clonin' I find it funny

Clone haha

We from the Nawf straight out of the dungeon

We from the Nawf hey

I go in her mouth she can't tell me nothin'

Eghck eghck egchk

300 the watch is out of your budget

Woo woo 300

Mean-muggin' got me clutchin'

Yeah and this stick right out of Russia

Ice water turned atlantic atlantic

Nightcrawlin' in a phantom

Skrrt skrrt

Told them hold it don't you panic

Took an island yeah flood the mansion

Big water

Dropped the roof more expansion expansion

Drive a coupe you can stand in

It's lit

B***hes undercover

In the sheets

I'm an a*s and titties lover titties lover

Guess we all made for each other

Now that all the dawgs free

Yeah yeah

And we out in these streets alright

Can you do it can you pop it for me

Pop it for me

Pull up in a demon on God

On God

Lookin' like I still do fraud fraud

Flyin' private jet with the rod

This that Z this that Z

Pull up in a demon on God

Aaaaa

Lookin' like I still do fraud fraud

Flyin' private jet with the rod

Aaaaa

This that Z this that Z

In a Hellcat 'cause I'm a hell-raiser

Self-made I don't owe a n***a nann favor

When you get that money money keep your heart

I'm slidin' in a coupe ain't got no key to start

I got the fire on me in BET awards

When your well run dry you know you need me for it

When I pull up in the Buick you know what I'm doin'

If the police get behind me I'm fleein' and eludin'

Sleepin' on the palette turned me to a savage

I'm a project baby now I stay in Calabasas

Like I still serve fiends like I'm still jackin'

I be sippin' on lean tryna keep balance

Hit that Z-Walk Dickie's with my Reeboks

I don't say much I just let the heat talk

Your jewelry water whip diamonds like re-rock

My lil' baby ride the dick like a seesaw

When I stepped up on the scene I was on a bean

When I jumped up out the Beam' I was in Celine

Baby girl you just a fling that ain't what I mean

Money bustin' out my jeans like I do the scheme

Pull up in a Demon on God

On God

Lookin' like I still do fraud fraud

Flyin' private jet with the rod rod

This that Z this that Z

Pull up in a demon on God

On God

Lookin' like I still do fraud fraud

Flyin' private jet with the rod rod

This that Z

This that Z

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