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 born a shotta

The Z costs me a dollar (Then when you eat)

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

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 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

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

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

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