Amber Rose Lyrics – Smokepurpp | from “The Leaks”

Buddah Bless cracks open The Leaks like a vault of stolen gems today—January 7, independent drop that’s already got the streets buzzing—and Smokepurpp‘s “Amber Rose” slides in as that slick, hazy trap confessional, turning a celebrity crush into a late-night flex on the women who light up the chaos.

This one’s pure Purpp sorcery over Buddah’s buttery production: booming 808s that rumble like a lowrider on Crenshaw, laced with dreamy synths and those half-mumbled ad-libs that make you lean in closer. It’s trap at its most seductive, blending SoundCloud-era grit with a polished edge—think hazy hooks about bad bitches and blurred lines, where the title nods to Amber Rose’s iconic vibe without spelling it out.

Thematically, it’s all fleeting highs and guarded hearts: Purpp spitting about the pull of a woman who’s equal parts muse and mirage, dodging trust issues while stacking paper and popping tags. No deep annotations yet since it’s fresh out the gate, but early spins scream that familiar evolution—less rage-fueled mumble, more reflective swagger, like he’s toasting to the ones who got away amid the smoke.

The Leaks lives up to its name, a 14-track (at least) mixtape that’s less a cohesive story and more a producer’s victory lap, flipping unreleased heat into a star-studded showcase. Kicks off with YoungBoy and Rich The Kid on “That’s All,” then barrels through bangers like “17 Shooters,” “Big Chip” with Quavo and Offset, “Titanic” ft. Key Glock, “Small LV” with Lil Mosey, “Can’t Take Advice” and “Sandwich” starring Lil Yachty and Young Thug, “Let Me Chill Out” with Takeoff, Rich The Kid, and NBA YoungBoy, “Gold Bottles” ft. Offset, before landing on this Purpp gem. It’s Buddah’s blueprint for trap dominance—minimalist beats that let the features shine, drawing from his quiet grind behind cuts for NBA YoungBoy and GloRilla. No label flex here; it’s straight-to-fan fire, teased on Insta and X with clips that had timelines flooding since New Year’s.

Purpp’s catching his second wind at 28, post those wild Florida days and a string of collabs that kept him relevant but restless—think the Audi era’s party anthems giving way to sharper, lived-in bars. Buddah’s the unsung hero elevating it all, turning leaks into legacy with this tape that’s got beef-level hype without the shots. It’s the kind of drop that reminds you trap’s still got room to breathe, evolve, surprise.

Dive into the Amber Rose lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other The Leaks tracks for more of Smokepurpp’s hazy trap flex.