W.A.V - On The Loud/City Rolling

Come and get your bitch
yea she tryna hit my beeper (yeah, yeah)
You don't need her
Nigga leave her (hoooo)
Riding outta town (town)
Riding outta town (town)
Riding outta town (town)
Riding outta town (town)
It gon cost a thou for a fucking feature
If you tryna keep up
Nigga (hoo, hoo)keep up
Smoking on that loud (loud)
Smoking on that loud (loud)
Smoking on that loud (loud)
Smoking on that loud (loud)
Would you believe me ?
Would I believe me ? (Yeah)
That I was seeing
All these things (yeah, yea, yeah)
Am I day dreaming ?
My mind is peaking (yeah)
Girl I don't know (ooo)
Girl I don't know (ooo)
What to do oh (ooo)
Yea
Come and get your bitch
yea she tryna hit my beeper (yeah, yeah)
You don't need her
Nigga leave her (hoooo)
Riding outta town (town)
Riding outta town (town)
Riding outta town (town)
Riding outta town (town)
It gon cost a thou for a fucking feature
If you tryna keep up
Nigga (hoo, hoo)keep up
Smoking on that loud (loud)
Smoking on that loud (loud)
Smoking on that loud (loud)
Grrrttt
Imma getta bag
Right quick
Let me throw the stash
(I be city rolling, city rolling
I be city rolling, city roooo
Oooh, oooh )
Imma getta bag,
Right quick
Let me throw the stash
(I be city rolling, city rolling
I be city rolling, city roooo)

Written by:
Elyjah Pasefika

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