Kodak Black - ZEZE (feat. Travis Scott & Offset) [Instrumental]

This is absolute banger. Here in 2024 !

Dude in the background killed it

What a beat production.. 🔥🔥

My ears are blessed

dope song not overheard its like one of the songs you listen to once in a while

The only rap song I know that uses the steel pan. And this shit slaps

Jesus Christ loves you

Good song to put on right when your arriving at the beach 🏖️

Good the island sound mixed with hip hop 🎶🎶🎶🎶

Still hard in 2023

I don't know English but this instrument has a little background voice that I love 🎶💚

That Steel Pan go Hard!!! 🛢️🇹🇹💥

Thank you very much I’ve been looking for this

The best beat I could ask for it's better than the singing I love it thank you 😀😊

Here are the lyrics if you wanna sing it: D.a. got that dope!
Ice water, turned Atlantic (freeze)
Nightcrawling in the Phantom (skrrt, skrrt)
Told them hoes that don't you panic
Took an island, flood the mansion (yeah, 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 titties 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?
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) (Offset!)
Blow the brains out the coupe (boo)
Police wanna talk, but I'm on mute (woo, woo, hey)
I'ma bust her wrist down 'cause she cute (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 Ghandi (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 clutching
Yeah, and this stick right out of Russia
Ice water, turned Atlantic (freeze)
Nightcrawling in the Phantom (skrrt, skrrt)
Told them hoes that don't you panic
Took an island, flood the mansion (yeah, 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 titties 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?
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)
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 doing
If the police get behind me, I'm fleeing and eluding
Sleeping 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 jacking
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 seat lock
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 busting out my jeans like I do the scheme
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)

I cant decide if its better with lyrics or without

this slaps harder than mom's belt fr

Still 🔥 🔥🔥🔥🔥 #2022

D.A got that dope!!

Remind me when you listen this 🔥