Snow Tha Product, Ty Dolla $ign - Don't Judge Me lyrics
Snow Tha Product [Claudia Alexandra Madriz Meza] San José, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
Ty Dolla $ign [Tyrone William Griffin Jr.] Los Angeles, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Snow Tha Product, Ty Dolla $ign - Don't Judge Me lyrics]
Light skinned long hair señorita
Rolling up sativa finally in the lime light
Slice limes and tequila
Living like can you keep up
I'm on the beach in Rosarito
Yup I got my feet up
You wanna see then pull a seat up
Cause we bout to eat good
We been working for the past years
Life's about to have to pay me
Back for the past tears
Passing cashiers all of my Visa cards
I hand my momma hella bags and
Tell her these are yours
Now we afford to buy cause
Of my weeks of tours
Are having to finally pay me back
Cause yes I need couture
Now I need you boys to know
You can keep the whores
Cause, I ain't looking for a man
I make G's galore please don't judge me
No, please, don't say you love me
(I'm young and I'm dumb and I'm turning up
Turning up turning up)
I came back from quite the hiatus
Yeah I had them waiting counted
Out but I came around
I'm saying hi to you haters
Cause, I'm bout to make it
About to take it to the majors
Man I'm tired of playing
I'm tired of having to being patient
We bout to eat good no more struggling now
We buzzing in town
My cousin and my brother been down
To run for the crown
We about to make em woke if they sleeping
Coming for y'all
We bout to make a toast to the weekend
Cause, I got me a check with my name on top
I'm bout to make it happen for
The kids on the block
Cause the turn up don't stop yea
It don't stop tell em
Rolling up sativa finally in the lime light
Slice limes and tequila
Living like can you keep up
I'm on the beach in Rosarito
Yup I got my feet up
You wanna see then pull a seat up
Cause we bout to eat good
We been working for the past years
Life's about to have to pay me
Back for the past tears
Passing cashiers all of my Visa cards
I hand my momma hella bags and
Tell her these are yours
Now we afford to buy cause
Of my weeks of tours
Are having to finally pay me back
Cause yes I need couture
Now I need you boys to know
You can keep the whores
Cause, I ain't looking for a man
I make G's galore please don't judge me
No, please, don't say you love me
(I'm young and I'm dumb and I'm turning up
Turning up turning up)
I came back from quite the hiatus
Yeah I had them waiting counted
Out but I came around
I'm saying hi to you haters
Cause, I'm bout to make it
About to take it to the majors
Man I'm tired of playing
I'm tired of having to being patient
We bout to eat good no more struggling now
We buzzing in town
My cousin and my brother been down
To run for the crown
We about to make em woke if they sleeping
Coming for y'all
We bout to make a toast to the weekend
Cause, I got me a check with my name on top
I'm bout to make it happen for
The kids on the block
Cause the turn up don't stop yea
It don't stop tell em