Non Judgmental Lyrics by A Boogie wit da Hoodie
I know that you gon’ love me
Independent, she don’t need no one for nothin’
Birkin bag and your swag on one hundred
Come here, dance, dance, baby, huh, I want it
Turn your ones to one hundreds
I can be your only fan if you want me
But don’t you be embarrassed, I won’t judge you
You in your bag, I understand, girl, look
I’m the new Michael, smokin’ on purple
N***** don’t like us, but they hoe like us
That’s a fact, huh, black on black ‘burbans
Make a bitch perfect, titties sit perfect
Birkin bag crazy, in your bag, baby
It’s a whole lotta gangster n***** in my circle
Louis V turtleneck, I wish I can call Virgil
I’m always covered in water like I be sea-surfin’
My chain a hunnid and somethin’
Close your ears if they reach reach for it
Catch a stain, you can’t clean with a detergent
Now I’m up in the mountains, baby, no service
And I’m anemic, baby, my heart is too cold for this
When she said that she never made love
I told her I’m a thug, look, I don’t really give a fuck
I know your ass fat, she know what’s up
Needed someone to connect with and I told her, “I’m the plug”
So baby, can you teach me how to love you?
Independent, she don’t need no one for nothin’
Birkin bag and your swag on one hundred
Come here, dance, dance, baby, huh, I want it
Turn your ones to one hundreds
I can be your only fan if you want me
But don’t you be embarrassed, I won’t judge you
You in your bag, I understand, girl, look
I know that you gon’ love me
Independent, she don’t need no one for nothin’
Birkin bag and your swag on one hundred
Come here, dance, dance, baby, huh, I want it
Turn your ones to one hundreds
I can be your only fan if you want me
But don’t you be embarrassed, I won’t judge you
You in your bag, I understand, girl
And when she said that she never made love, I just fell back
It’s not you, it’s me, I said “I’ll call back”
Should’ve been way more transparent, but I don’t feel bad
Seen you in your panties, you was bad
Always makin’ shows like Amanda but you’re not all that
Wait, stretch, rubbin’ on your head and shoulders
Put you in that right condition if you want that
Swerve, swervin’, baby, I’m on my way to you
My curtains closed, those Maybach days with you
You’re just like me, we both got trust issues
Used to always attend to you, now I’m a dub to you
Unless you look like a bank to me, I cannot chase you
Wanna see me on the weekend but I’m not able
Already went half on a baby twice, had two seeds with you
You’re the female version of me, you got some me in you
I know that you gon’ love me
Independent, she don’t need no one for nothin’
Birkin bag and your swag crazy
I can’t be mad if you dance for that cash, baby
Turning dollar bills into hundreds
I can be your only fan if you want me
But don’t you be embarrassed, I won’t ever judge you
You in your bag, I understand, girl, I love you forever