Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Amber Rolls, artist - Kodak Black.
Date of issue: 10.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Amber Rolls |
Amber Rolls, pull up in the Amber Rolls Royce |
Amber Rolls, pull up in the Amber Rolls Royce |
Yeah |
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 |
Amber Rolls, pull up in the Amber Rolls Royce |
Split the wig off the coupe, make that pussy moist |
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, 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 |
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 |
Amber Rolls, pull up in the Amber Rolls Royce |
Split the wig off the coupe, make that pussy moist |
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 FN 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, 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' |
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 |
Amber Rolls, pull up in the Amber Rolls Royce |
Split the wig off the coupe, make that pussy moist |
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', 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 I 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 he a lame, she gon' choose me |
Yeah, we smoke, |
Yeah |
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 |
Amber Rolls, pull up in the Amber Rolls Royce |
Split the wig off the coupe, make that pussy moist |