ZEZE (feat. Travis Scott & Offset) 2018 Kodak Black; Offset; Travis Scott
TrekZEZE (feat. Travis Scott & Offset)

Artis: Kodak Black; Offset; Travis Scott

Album: ZEZE (feat. Travis Scott & Offset)

Waktu rilis: 12-10-2018

ZEZE (Explicit) - Kodak Black/Travis Scott/Offset

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

D A got that d**e d**e d**e d**e

Ice water turned atlantic freeze

Nightcrawlin' in the phantom skrrt skrrt

Told them hoes that 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

See the b***hes undercover in the sheets

I'm an a*s and titty lover big a*s

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 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 this that z s**t

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 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

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

She an addict 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 freeze

Nightcrawlin' in the phantom skrrt skrrt

Told them hoes that 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 titty lover big a*s

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 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 this that z s**t

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 this that z s**t

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 n***a 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 seatlock

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 s**t this that z s**t this that z s**t

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 this that z s**t

Z s**t z s**t

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