Juice WRLD — Rollin’ Loud

Lyrics from Snippets [Verse 1] … Uh-huh, bitch I feel like Kid Cudi Like, the fuck is you doin'? (Uh-huh) [?] with it, wanna go chop’ and screw her Act like I never knew her [?] (Woah-oh)… [?] that’s some shit (Woah-oh) [Chorus] I'ma secure the bag, jewelry bag, goin’ loud on ‘em (Uh-huh) I just pop Xans, when I’m rollin’ loud on ‘em (Oh) Mixin’ with promethazine, hope I go loud on ‘em (Oh) We ain't turn-throwing niggas, roll loud on ‘em (On ‘em) Codeine take the pain, numb my shit again (Uh-huh) I can take your main, go and put your digits in my phone (Uh-huh) I'ma take your Bape, call it karma (Uh-huh) I take designers, for my heart, spend it on designer [Verse 2] ...’till I show up [Chorus] I'ma sеcure the bag, jewеlry bag, goin’ loud on ‘em (Uh-huh) I just pop Xans, when I’m rollin’ loud on ‘em (Oh) Mixin’ with promethazine, hope I go loud on ‘em (Oh) We ain't turn-throwing niggas, rollin’ loud on ‘em (On ‘em) Codeine take the pain, numb my shit again (Uh-huh) I can take your main, go and put your digits in my phone (Uh-huh) I'ma take your Bape, call it karma (Uh-huh) I take designers, for my heart, spend it on designer [Outro] Ohh-oh