Music Video

Wiz Khalifa - "Bout Me" (feat. Problem & Iamsu!)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Iamsu!
Iamsu!
Vocals
JasonMartin
JasonMartin
Vocals
Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Thomaz
Cameron Thomaz
Songwriter
Jason Martin
Jason Martin
Songwriter
Paolo Rodriguez
Paolo Rodriguez
Songwriter
Sudan Williams
Sudan Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Drucker
Andrew Drucker
Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Eric Dan
Eric Dan
Mixing Engineer
Invasion
Invasion
Producer
The Invasion
The Invasion
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
What?
Yeah
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
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 hunnid grand in my ashtray
Spend a hunnid K on a bad day
And I'm tatted like a cholo
**** act crazy, my dogs go loco
Kush got me movin' slo-mo
With my **** Problem, that's my bro-bro
Came in through the back door
Ten milll this year on the low-low
And I'm still smokin' pre-rolleds
Cristal, done fuckin' with the Clicquot
And my bank full of zeros
Young Wizzle get fly like a hero
[Verse 4]
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
[Verse 5]
Rollin' through with them hos like a donut
Sold more weed than you Gs ever smoked up
Dick make her choke up, like a real no Iraq
But I'm feelin' like a mill off a pill, door locked
We ain't lettin' no more bros in
But fo sho we gon' let y'all hos in
'Cause when we pullin' money out, they be lovin' it
Give her dick 'fore I give a bitch my government
What?
[Verse 6]
That's eight, I got eight more
Super duper high, eighty-eighth floor
Unzip this, that's eight more
Fuck a pussy and fuck rhymin'
We gon' live forever, fuck dyin'
Get it till I drop, fuck tryin'
Pedal to the metal, we flyin'
In the fast lane, yellin' diamond
[Verse 7]
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
[Verse 8]
Young wild ****, mouth full of gold teeth
Treatin' bape.com like the swap meet
Goin' crazy on a bitch until she knock-kneed
I'm in that hella fast whip goin' top speed
Make a mes in that pussy and then she mop clean
I drop racks and she drop jeans
Smoke green as I lean, top droppin'
**** I am all about a buck, fallin' out a truck
Prolly with some hos that I just met and yeah, they all gon' fuck
Got her man callin' up her homies, blowin' all 'em up
Tryin'a 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 ad
Let's get straight to it, don't let a damn thing pass
**** what?
[Verse 9]
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
What?
Written by: Cameron Thomaz, Jason Martin, Paolo Rodriguez, Sudan Williams
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