Hidden Hill - WESTSIDE lyrics

{Produced By Zola & Olive On Da Beat} {Verse: joexxvincy} K lo k mamacita tudu tu bien Where you from What’s your number What’s your name Tryna vibe with you tryna be your main I wanna eat you up like some chow mein Like ouuuuuu I just wanna vibe with youuu I’m tryna see you in that birthday suit Girl you know I’m feelin you {Chorus: Craig Cameron} She wanna hit me on the westside I can’t lie Call me on my worst nights I can’t talk She want the Gucci the Fenty the Prada She wanna drip out and dance in designer Hit me on the westside I can’t lie Call me on my worst nights I can’t talk She want the Gucci the Fenty thе Prada She wanna drip out and dance in designеr (aye) {Verse: Remy Lebeau} West coast I was on some blues sh*t Lay back I’m tryna kiss on you baby Rick Owens she rock that jimmy chop baby Snapchat We tryna flex on you b*tch I’m tryna flex with youuu They way they call our name I grab you waste We make the front page I was on my ysl sh*t oh when They pulled up She was on her tyra sh*t when they backed up Skip work and sh*t Meet me in Rome Let’s spend our money on rick I know you missing me Got you feeling homesick You deserve it You deserve it {Bridge: Remy Lebeau & Craig Cameron} Want you riding with me like a nascar But you moved to Hollywood to be a film star I thought you used to work hard Now you selling all pictures like a pornstar {Chrous: Craig Cameron} She wanna hit me on the westside I can’t lie Call me on my worst nights I can’t talk She want the Gucci the Fenty the Prada She wanna drip out and dance in designer Hit me on the westside I can’t lie Call me on my worst nights I can’t talk She want the Gucci the Fenty the Prada She wanna drip out and dance in designer (aye) Ooooh