Bonus Track #1 Lyrics By Wiz Khalifa
Worried bout a hater? Not me
Turnt to the max, no sleep
Smoked a hundred joints to the face
Give a fuck what a bitch **** say
Everything about me ('Bout me)
Everything about me ('Bout me)
Everything about me
Everything about me ('Bout me)
Everything about me (Tell me)
Everything about me
Rollin', pockets swollen
Ridin' in it like it's stolen
Weeded, hella conceited
If it ain't 'bout money, **** 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
**** act crazy, my dogs go loco
Kush got me moving slo-mo
With my **** Problem, that's my bro bro
Came in through the back door
Ten mill this yeah, won a low low
And I'm still smoking pre-rolleds
Cristal, done fucking with the Clicquot
And my bank full of zeroes
Young Wizzle get fly like a hero
Worried bout a hater? Not me
Turnt to the max, no sleep
Smoked a hundred joints to the face
Give a fuck what a bitch **** say
Everything about me ('Bout me)
Everything about me ('Bout me)
Everything about me
Everything about me ('Bout me)
Everything about me (Tell me)
Everything about me
Crawling home with them hoes like a donut
Sold more weeds than you G's ever smoked up
Dick make her choke up, like a real
No rock but I'm feeling like a mill off a pill, door locked
We ain't letting no more bro's in
But fo' sho' we'll let y'all hoes in
'Cause we pulling money out, they be loving it
Give her dick 'fore I give a bitch my government
That's eight, I got eight more
Super duper high, 88th floor
Unzip this, that's eight more
Fuck a pussy and fuck rhyming
We gon' live forever, fuck dying
Get it till I drop, fuck trying
Pedal to the medal, we flying
In the fast lane yelling for diamonds
Worried bout a hater? Not me
Turnt to the max, no sleep
Smoked a hundred joints to the face
Give a fuck what a bitch **** 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 ****, mouth full of gold teeth
Treating bape.com like the swap meet
Going crazy on a bitch until she knock kneed
I'm in that hella fast whip going top speed
Make a mess in that pussy and then she mop clean
I drop racks and she drop jeans
Smoke green as I lean, top dropping
****, I am all about a buck falling out a truck
Probably with some hoes that I just met
And yeah, they all gon' fuck
Got her a man calling up her homies
Blowing all them up
Tryna figure out where his girl is
She probably toasted
Huh, like a champagne glass
So much money that ain't a damn thing sad
Do my damn thing in my campaign ad
Let's get straight to it
Don't let a damn thing pass, **** what?
Worried bout a hater? Not me
Turnt to the max, no sleep
Smoked a hundred joints to the face
Give a fuck what a bitch **** 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
