Zeze song by Kodak Black from Primary Album Dying-to-live. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Texas Rap, Rap, Memes music. The Record company is Sniper Gang Records & Atlantic Records. Released on October 12, 2018.
Zeze Meaning
| [[Intro] D.A. got that dope! [Chorus: Travis Scott] Ice water, turned Atlantic (Freeze) Nightcrawlin’ in the Phantom (Skrrt, Skrrt) Told them hoes 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 bitches undercover (In the sheets) I’m an ass and titty lover (Big ass) 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? [Refrain: Kodak Black] 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 shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit) 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 shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit) , [Verse 1: Offset] Offset! Blow the brains out the coupe (Boom) Police wanna talk, but I’m on mute (Woo-woo, hey) I’ma bust her wrist down ’cause she cute (Ice, ice) Fuck 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 niggas 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) Niggas 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 [Chorus: Travis Scott] Ice water, turned Atlantic (Freeze) Nightcrawlin’ in the Phantom (Skrrt, skrrt) Told them hoes 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) Bitches undercover (In the sheets) I’m an ass and titty lover (Big ass) 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? , [Refrain: Kodak Black] 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 shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit) 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 shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit) [Verse 2: Kodak Black] In a Hellcat ’cause I’m a hell-raiser Self-made, I don’t owe a nigga nann favor When you get that money, nigga, 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, Dickie’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 dick like a seesaw 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 , [Refrain: Kodak Black] 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 shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit) 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 shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit) [Outro] Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh] |
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Commonly asked questions
- Who is the person responsible for producing the lyrics of Zeze?
This lirics prodiucer by d.a. got that dope.
- Who is credited with writing the music and lyrics to this song? Zeze
Zeze lyrics is written by Justin Thomas, Marcus Prince, Christina Doman, d.a. got that dope, Offset, Kodak Black & Travis Scott
- What is the name of the featured of the lyrics for Zeze?
The artist featured in the credits for Zeze is Offset & Travis Scott
- Who mixed the song
Zeze song lyrics mixing Engineer by Jaycen Joshua, Rashawn McLean, Jacob Richards & Mike Seaberg
- Who handled the recording for this song?
Zeze lyrics recording Engineer is JRich ENT
- Who is the professional that mastering the music?
Zeze lyrics song mastering engineer is Chris Athens
- Who provided the vocals for the lyrics?
The Zeze lyrics vocalist is Kodak Black, Offset & Travis Scott
