BITCHES & BLUES Lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah yeah wait

Sun came out

Brought out the drop top

Niggas gone shine

Something you can't stop

Bitches and Blues

Niggas don't cry bout

Pass to the bros

Niggas can swap out

Stand on the code

Niggas don't cop out

Fifteen hundred first show

I'm who they know bout

Back on the road

I cannot slow down

Got a pink toe

And she finna while out

I'm outside link with the guys smoking that fire yeah yeah

We got a boat smoking on boats I got the time yeah yeah

That lil hoe know she on go she on my line yeah yeah

Oh that's your wife won't let me go know that she mine yeah yeah

Designer my fit I got limited pressure

Shine like the sun I be making my weather

Make it look easy that limited effort

Don't be sorry hoe be careful

These niggas is sweet talk shit in they captions

I'm off the net boy I'm sending a message

I'm on a manmade beach in the desert

Talking shit smoking pressure

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I like a vibe and it's ghetto and boujee

Pour up champagne but we lit on the block

Mountains in Malibu look like a movie

I'm in a two door fresh off of the lot

My wrist is hangin out the window

Diamonds shining like a star

Sun came out

Brought out the drop top

Niggas gone shine

Something you can't stop

Bitches and Blues

Niggas don't cry bout

Pass to the bros

Niggas can swap out

Stand on the code

Niggas don't cop out

Fifteen hundred first show

I'm who they know bout

Back on the road

I cannot slow down

Got a pink toe

And she finna while out

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah