Текст песни BITCHES & BLUES - Theory

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