Music Video

Featured In

Listen to Play - Single by Snow Tha Product
ALBUMPlay - SingleSnow Tha Product

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snow Tha Product
Snow Tha Product
Vocals

Lyrics

This ones for y'all if y'all want it This one for la raza, bitch it don't stop Til 4, 5, 6 in the mornin' Till somebody's uncle sings 'till he drops Now I rap for y'all and y'all know it But goddamn, do I got that hatin' shit Maybe 'cause I'm Mexican n I be wreckin' She steppin' and definitely bringin' em a little change to this Man, I come from where they run from 'Cause this ain't a sap and the pesos don't last us shit A conundrum, I've been dumb some Man, I'm proud of my people who we tryna get to call of slim 'Cause I know y'all tired of bein pacifist I'm running up with hella cats and I'm blasting shit Till we back, we get attack and attack you bitch 'Cause if you tryna fuck with us then you a masochist Mira cabron, conmigo no te metas guey Yo te voy a enseñar que conmigo no es okay Poneme algun commentario que el ritmo es gay Que no mato la liga con mi mixtape There's always some dumb bitch with some shit to say But a latina finna get up in here an hit the game So you can hate, you can say shit but we gon' stay Snow White tell them hating bitches fix your face We rolling up, holding drinks Let them haters hate They know what's up, know we in here They know we don't play, don't play Don't play, don't play, don't play Hold up, wait a minute, make them scream 'n shake We showing up, blowing up Tell my DJ hit play, hit play Hit play, hit play, hit play This one for the kickbacks in apartments Man, fuck the neighbors and fuck the cops If they don't want none, don't talk shit From the VIP in the club to the parking lot I got a whole belligerence, as in orthodox And it all went downhill when we poured them shots We poured one, four, six, twenty, fuck I can't even afford it all Around here these bouncers don't play Been drinking monster all day Girl, big as Ricky Rose But I'm five foot three on a good day Ok, I'm feeling Patron ay pero dice mi novia to phone home But my girl here telling me don't go Get ruled in the back, bon bo-bo-bo-bon bon Like where my fellas in here getting stacks? Throw em Where my women in here with the racks? Show 'em What you doing in the back? Where you going? Haters talking, stepping, its a rap, hold up We rolling up, holding drinks Let them haters hate They know what's up, know we in here They know we don't play, don't play Don't play, don't play, don't play Hold up, wait a minute, make them scream 'n shake We showing up, blowing up Tell my DJ hit play, hit play Hit play, hit play, hit play Where my fellas in here getting stacks? Throw em Where the women in here with the racks? Show 'em What you doing in the back? Where you going? Haters talking, stepping, its a rap, hold up We rolling up, holding drinks Let them haters hate They know what's up, know we in here They know we don't play, don't play Don't play, don"t play, don't play Hold up, wait a minute, make them scream n shake We showing up, blowing up Tell my DJ hit play, hit play Hit play, hit play, hit play
Writer(s): Michael Crooms, David Banner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out