Lyrics Kodak Black – Z Look Jamaican

Z Look Jamaican Lyrics – Kodak Black

Singer: Kodak Black
Title: Z Look Jamaican

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
(And when you eat) And when you eat, act like you swallowing it

Patek Philippe, got models in here
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, 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
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
Everybody rollin’, ’bout make a scene

Call TMZ, I got too much Z’s
n#gg# 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 Hancock
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 n#gg#s 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 then 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 n#gg#s 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 c#m inside
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
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