WIZ KHALIFA - Bout Me feat. Problem & IAMSU lyrics

rate me

What?

Yea

Worried bout a hater? Not me

Turned to the max, no sleep

Smoked a hundred joints to the face

Give a fuck what a bitch nigga say

Everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me, everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me (what?)

Rolling, pockets swollen

Riding in it like it’s stolen

Weeded, hella conceded

If it ain’t about money, nigga I don’t need it

Got a hundred grand in my ashtray

Spend a hundred K on a bad day

And I’m tied up like a cholo

Nigga act crazy, my dogs go loco

Kush got me moving slow mo

What my nigga Poblem? That’s my bro bro

Came in through the backdoor

Ten mill this year on the low low

And I’m still smoking free rolls

Krissed out, dumb fucking with the cliko

And my bank full of zeros

Young Wiz will get fly like a hero

Worried bout a hater? Not me

Turned to the max, no sleep

Smoked a hundred joints to the face

Give a fuck what a bitch nigga say

Everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me, everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me (what?)

Parling tongue with the mull, light a donut

So my weed that you is ever smoked up

Didn’t make a chocker

Like a real low ride brother, feeling like a mil up a pill

Don’t lock, we ain’t letting all my bros in

But for sure we’ll let yall hoes in

Guess when you pulling money out, baby loving it

Give a dick fore I give a bitch my government (what?)

That’s 8, I got 8 more

Super-duper hot, 88 floor

Unzip this, that’s 8 more

Fuck a pussy and fuck rhymin

We gon live forever, fuck dyin

Get it til I drop, fuck tryin

Pedal to the metal, we flyin

In the fast lane, yelling (diamond!)

Worried bout a hater? Not me

Turned to the max, no sleep

Smoked a hundred joints to the face

Give a fuck what a bitch nigga say

Everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me, everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me (what?)

Everything about me

Youg wild nigga, mouth full of gold teeth

Treenbay.com, like to swap meat

Goin crazy on a bitch until she knock me

I’m in that hella fast whip goin top speed

Make a mess in that pussy and then she mop clean

I drop racks and she drop G’s

Smoke green as I lean, top droppin

Nigga I am all about a buck, falling out a truck

Probly with some hoes that I just met and yea they all gon fuck

Got a man calling up the homies, blowing all the mug

Tryna figure outwhich girl is, she probably toasted

Uh, like a champagne glass

So much money, there ain’t a damn thing sap

Do my damn thing in my campaign add

Let’s get straight to it, don’t let a damn thing past me (what?)

Worried bout a hater? Not me

Turned to the max, no sleep

Smoked a hundred joints to the face

Give a fuck what a bitch nigga say

Everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me, everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me (bout me)

Everything about me (what?)