文本歌词

Kodak Black、Travis Scott、Offset - ZEZE(Explicit)
Written by：Christina Brittany Gandy-Rodgers、D.A. Doman、Offset、Kodak Black、Travis Scott
D.A. got that d*pe
Ice water turned Atlantic Freeze
Nightcrawlin' in the Phantom Skrrt Skrrt
Told them h*es 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**ches undercover In the sheets
I'm an a** and titty lover Big a**
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
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 sh*t this that Z sh*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 sh*t this that Z sh*t
Offset
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 ni**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**gas 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 h*es 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**ches undercover In the sheets
I'm an a** and titty lover Big a**
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
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 sh*t this that Z sh*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 sh*t this that Z sh*t
In a Hellcat 'cause I'm a hell-raiser
Self-made I don't owe a n**ga nann favor
When you get that money n**ga 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 xxxxie'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 d**k 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 sh*t this that Z sh*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 sh*t this that Z sh*t
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