Kodak Black - Amber Rolls (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Kodak Black - Amber Rolls (en) Lyrics
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Amber Rolls, pull up in
the Amber Rolls Royce
Split the wig off the coupe,
make that pussy moist
Stars on the roof, galaxy, no Android
Shawty say she love my swag,
I'm so flamboyant
Poppin' rhythm, poppin' flavor,
I'm the damn boy
Say she love my lingo, say
she love my damn voice
I know lil' niggas who
took strong strikes
But got knocked off on the weekend
I put four carats in my earlobe
She ask me am I goin' vegan
In van, she wouldn't let
me hit it back then
She know I'm the future, count
free bands for my backend
They left a hole in Tyrone
Hill like a Dolphin
Pat him on his back, last time
I saw him in the coffin
I'll tell you secrets,
I'm with God now
If He find out, I'll
go to Hell for him
Pay mama's bills, you know
her son the G.O.A.T
When I die, just bury me up in a farm
I'm a Phantom type of
nigga, need a driver
Hollerin', "Free Lil' Kodak
Black" 'til his arrival
I had them bricks for seventeen,
yeah, they were manners
Pocket full of money with
no manners in designer
I'm a big flexer, nigga, I'm a shiner
'Bout that Cash Money, I
grew up on Big Tymers
They call me Gotti, I'm a street
nigga, you know it
I keep a F.N and a pole
and I'ma blow it
Fuck around, got bored,
bought that 2021
Stars in the headlighting, I
think this bitch the one
Hermès seats 'cause my
bitches like Birkins
My niggas like perkies, I told
them, "Do it with a purpose"
My bitch ain't go not job, say when
she fuck me, yeah, she workin'
Million dollar salary, every
dollar, know you worth it
Nigga say he want a war with
me and I'ma hearse him
Pull up, drop that window with them
sticks, ain't no reversin'
Rolls Royce truck, I'm all in her guts
I'ma go and do one, Ion't got a crush
Yeah, you know I'm slime, goin'
crazy on these boys
Yeah, you know we pull up
silencers in the noise
Hey, he gettin' wild,
mind your business
Two-ten on the SVR, it ain't rented
Rockin' Cartier shades, yeah,
you know they tinted
Hunnid a fuckin' pendant,
and it ain't finished
Yeah, we chop top, yeah,
the coupe drop top
Me and Kodak, we leave it
moist, we leave it juicy
Yeah, she know that he a lame,
she gon' choose me
Yeah, we smoke exotic, nothin'
but doobie's, yeah
Split the wig off the coupeexotic,
make that pussy moist
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