Blue Jeans versuri

Versuri Sindiedarius – Blue Jeans lyrics

My bitch is getting the mood swings
The mood swings, the mood swings
I get the bag and the blue rings
The blue rings, the blue rings
Imma pull up in a black car
With a new bitch, in my blue jeans
High as fuck, I can’t fall
While I’m smoking all these palm trees
My bitch is getting the mood swings
The mood swings, the mood swings
I get the bag and the blue rings
The blue rings, the blue rings
Imma pull up in a black car
With a new bitch, in my blue jeans
High as fuck, I can’t fall
While I’m smoking all these palm trees
Play with the fire, pull up in yo city
I got my shades on, you know that I’m drippy
You want the smoke, uh
Turn my glock into a chimney
Sippin’ lean, damn
That shit got me dizzy
Man down, uh
I’m riding,
Party girl and I know she bouncing
Imma throw the money
But you better dance bitch
Gun shot
They run, going downhill
They know my name
When I’m coming in the room
I had to go but I’m coming back soon
Suicide doors I’ve been walking to the moon
(Hahaha) I’ve been walking to the moon
My bitch is getting the mood swings
The mood swings, the mood swings
I get the bag and the blue rings
The blue rings, the blue rings
Imma pull up in a black car
With a new bitch, in my blue jeans
High as fuck, I can’t fall
While I’m smoking all these palm trees
My bitch is getting the mood swings
The mood swings, the mood swings
I get the bag and the blue rings
The blue rings, the blue rings
Imma pull up in a black car
With a new bitch, in my blue jeans
High as fuck, I can’t fall
While I’m smoking all these palm trees
My bitch is getting the mood swings
The mood swings, the mood swings
I get the bag and the blue rings
The blue rings, the blue rings
Imma pull up in a black car
With a new bitch, in my blue jeans
High as fuck, I can’t fall
While I’m smoking all these palm trees

Scris de: Sindie Darius