Kodak Black - Z Look Jamaican lyrics

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Kodak Black - Z Look Jamaican lyrics

[Chorus] The Z look Jamaican The streets say you fakin' Shareese in here naked YM, Prada I hit her then forgot her The Z was born a shotta The Z costs me a dollar [Verse 1] (And when you eat) And when you eat, act like you swallowing it Patek Philippe, got marbles in it I'm turnt, I'm up, I'm all the way lit Lil buddy a f*g, he all on my dick He jockin’ my swag, bopping like me You can't compare me, regardless The weed smell, but ain't garbage The mademoiselle in her 40s The Z a Rastafarian, the Z a Rastafarian Coupe I'm skeeting off dust and it's all rim to you Your daddy a Z, so what are you? Dragging my feet 'cause I'm on the boot for sure My momma and dad from the Caribbean Got Florida tags on a European I need head off the bat like I'm Derek Jeter Roll a gram of that wax 'cause it's therapeutic [Refrain] Got too much Z with me, too much Z with me Too much Z with me, too much Z with me Too much Z with me, too much Z with me Too much Z with me [Verse 2] Everybody rollin', 'bout make a scene Call TMZ, I got too much Z's ni**a TMZ, been in more cars than the DMV Did a lot of fraudin' in the DMV He a Zoe but he look like a Rasta Got a lot of killers on my roster I be whipping the baby, no foster Got the Siri b*tch speaking Patois I parked the Nissan in the Benz spot I keep the tool like I'm Hanco*k I keep it cool when the bands drop What you gon' do the Amscot? Gift cards, baby give me the jwèt It gets hard but I keep on feeling and that Wagwan if you step, you get stretched I put a few ni**as to rest I murder for less I catch me a body then I don't know nothing about it Florida boy like whatever county They standing up still about me Make lots of noise in the street Make lots of noise in the area Make lots of noise in the streets Run up on me in mid day I teach a Spanish b*tch creole She eatin' griot She let me pee in her b-hole I'm still on the streets on the d-low 350z, colors yellow and green I like promethazine but not too much Them ni**as sweet 'cause I'm still in the streets And they see me and don't even do nothing Rocking Celine, I'm clean with a dutty nine She hop on that dick and she dutty whine From the hood, you good, you one of mine When she bust it open I cum inside [Outro] The Z look Jamaican I put this big ol' .38 on a batty boy The Z look Jamaican Rocking Celine, I'm clean with a dutty nine The Z look Jamaican The Z look Jamaican