Bout Me (feat. Problem & Iamsu)

Lyrics

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?)
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:28
Key
2
Tempo
100 BPM

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