Bout Me (feat. Problem & Iamsu) [Bonus Track]

Worried bout a hater? Not me Turnt to the max, no sleep Smoke 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 Rollin', pockets swollen Ridin' in it, like its stolen Weeded, hella conceited 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 tatted like a cholo Nigga act crazy my dogs go loco Kush got me movin' slo-mo With my nigga Problem that's my bro-bro Came in through the back door Ten mill this year on the low-low And I'm still smokin' pre-rolleds Cristal, done fucking with the Clicquot And my bank full of zeros Young Wizzle get fly like a hero Worried bout a hater? Not me Turnt to the max, no sleep Smoke 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 Rollin' through with them hoes like a donut Sold more weed than you G's ever smoked up Dick make her choke up, like a real? Got me feeling like a mill, off a pill door locked We ain't lettin' all no more bros in But fo' sho' we'll let y'all hoes in Cause when we pullin' money out they be lovin' it Give her dick 'fore I give a bitch my government That's eight, I got eight more Super duper high, eighty-eighth floor Unzip this, that's eight more Fuck a pussy and fuck rhyming We gon' live forever, fuck dying Get it 'til I drop, fuck tryin' Pedal to the metal, we flyin' In the fast lane, yellin' Diamond Worried bout a hater? Not me Turnt to the max, no sleep Smoke 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 Everything about me Young wild nigga, mouth full of gold teeth Treatin' bape.com like a swap meet Going crazy on a bitch until she knock-kneed I'm in a hella fast whip going top speed Make a mess in that pussy and then she mop clean I drop racks and she drops jeans Smoke green as I lean, top dropping Nigga I am all about a buck falling out a truck Prolly with some hoes that I just met and yeah, they all gon' fuck Got her man callin' up her homies, blowin' all em up Trying to figure out where his girl is, she probably toasted Like a champagne glass So much money that ain't a damn thing sad Do my damn thing in my campaign add Let's get straight to it, don't let a damn thing pass Nigga what? Worried bout a hater? Not me Turnt to the max, no sleep Smoke 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