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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Almer Ament
Songwriter
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Hidde Ament
Songwriter
Isaac DeBoni
Songwriter
Keanu Torres
Songwriter
Michael Mule
Songwriter
Niles Terrell Groce
Songwriter
Derek Garcia
Songwriter
Bill Kapri
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Almer Ament
Producer
Derek Garcia
Mixing Engineer
Christopher Douglas
Assistant Engineer
FNZ
Producer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Keanu Beats
Producer
Snapz
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The Z look Jamaican
The streets say you fakin'
Shareese in here naked
YM, Prada
I hit her then forgot her
The Z born a shotta
The Z costs me a dollar (Then when you eat)
[Verse 2]
Then 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 fag, he all on my dick
He jockin' my swag, boppin' 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, mi sorry mi yute
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
[Verse 3]
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 4]
Everybody rollin', 'bout to make a scene
Call TMZ, I got too much Z's
****, TMZ, been in more cars than the DMV
Did a lot of fraudin' in the DMV
He a Zo, but he look like a Rasta
Got a lot of killers on my roster
I be whippin' the baby, no foster
Got the Siri bitch speaking Patois
I parked the Nissan in the Benz spot
[Verse 5]
I keep the tool like I'm Hancock
I keep it cool when the bands drop
What you gon' do at the Amscot?
Gift cards, baby, give me the jwèt
It gets hard, but I keep feelin' and that
Wah gwan? If you step, you get stretched
I put a few **** to rest
I murder for less
I catch me a body then I don't know nothin' about it
Florida boy like one of a kind
And they standing up still about me
[Verse 6]
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, mi dare you
I teach a Spanish bitch creole
She eatin' griot, she let me pee in her b-hole
I'm still in the streets on the d-low
350z, colors yellow and green
I like promethazine, but not too much
Them **** sweet 'cause I'm still in the streets
And they see me and don't even do nothin'
Rocking Celine, I'm clean with a dutty 9
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 9
The Z look Jamaican
The Z look Jamaican
Written by: Isaac John De Boni, Bill K. Kapri, Michael John Mule, Nicholas Varvatsoulis, Keanu Dean Torres, Niles Groce, Derek Garcia, Hidde Alment, Almer Ament, Dieuson Octave