Bell Bottoms by Brodie Wilson Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bell bottoms, hell's got him, you're so afraid
They oughta, find father, lay in the shade
De nada, I'm a scholar, chasin' the grades
Hey Papa, hey Mama, I'm gettin' paid

[Chorus]
She's your reflection
Stop gettin' jealous
God's watchin' over you
Don't be overzealous
You could never be black or white
They always fall in the grey
I got a fire like acolyte
And it'll stick to the grave

[Verse 2]
Fine china, my kinda, let's keep it brief
White lighter, I'm a liar, never a thief
Street fighter, late nighter, leaves like a breeze
Bike rider, day hider, walkin' the beats
[Chorus]
She's your reflection
Stop gettin' jealous
God's watchin' over you
Don't be overzealous
You could never be black or white
They always fall in the grey
I got a fire like acolyte
And it'll stick to the grave