Bout Me Chords by Wiz Khalifa

[Start]

[Intro]
Dm         
■  What Yea
             D             
Worried bout a hater Not me
D                    D7   
Turned to the max no sleep
                                                                   E7 
Smoked a hundred joints to the face give a fuck what a bitch nigga say
                D 
E'rything about me


[Verse]
D                 
E'rything about me
D7                                   
E'rything about me E'rything about me
D7                
E'rything about me
D7                
E'rything about me
                Dm     
Rolling pockets swollen
Dm                           
Riding in it like it's stolen
D7           Dm      
Weeded hella conceded
                                      D      
If it ain't about money nigga I don't need it
                          D      
Got a hundred grand in my ashtray
                           D7 
Spend a hundred K on a bad day
        D                                       E7      D   
And I'm tied up like a cholo nigga act crazy my dogs go loco
                        D 
Kush got me moving slow mo
              D7                    D  
What my nigga Problem That's my bro bro
D                           
Came in through the backdoor
Dm            D7                 
Ten mill this year on the low low
        D                     
And I'm still smoking prerolls
                 Dm               D7      
Krissed out dumb fucking with the clicquot
                    D7   
And my bank full of zeros
                              D7  
Young Wiz will get fly like a hero


[Chorus]
               D7          
Worried bout a hater Not me
                     D7   
Turned to the max no sleep
                                           D7                         
Smoked a hundred joints to the face give a fuck what a bitch nigga say
D7                
E'rything about me
D                 
E'rything about me
                E                  D 
E'rything about me E'rything about me
                D 
E'rything about me
                D7
E'rything about me
D7                                          
Problem cuz' with them hoe's like a doughnut
Dm                                     
Sold more weed then ye's ever smoked up
D7            D                           
Dick make her choke up like a real no rock
                                            D7                                         
But I'm feeling like a mill off a pill door locked we ain't lettin' all no more bros in
        D7                          
But fo' sho' we'll let y'all hoes in
            D                            Dm       
'cause when we pullin' money out they be lovin' it
         Dm                                     
Give her dick 'fore I give a bitch my government


[Verse]
D7   D     Dm              
Just eight I got eight more
                              Dm   
Super duper high eightyeighth floor
                        Dm  
Unzip this that's eight more
                      D7     
Fuck a pussy and fuck rhyming
             D                 
We gon' live forever fuck dying
                        D7    
Get it 'til I drop fuck tryin'
             D        D7    
Pedal to the metal we flyin'
                         Dm     
In the fast lane yellin' Diamond


[Chorus]
Dm                         
Worried bout a hater Not me
                     D7   
Turned to the max no sleep
                                                                   D7 
Smoked a hundred joints to the face give a fuck what a bitch nigga say
          D       
E'rything about me
D                 
E'rything about me
                                   Dm
E'rything about me E'rything about me
Dm                
E'rything about me
Dm                
E'rything about me


[Verse]
Dm                
E'rything about me
                               E7        
Young wild nigga mouth full of gold teeth
Dm                               
Treatin' bapecom like a swap meet
                             E7            
Going crazy on a bitch until she knockkneed
       D       Dm              D        
I'm in a hella fast whip going top speed
       Dm                          D7           
Make a mess in that pussy and then she mop clean
  Dm                            
I drop racks and she drops jeans
                          E7      
Smoke green as I lean top dropping
        D7                  D                  
Nigga I am all about a buck falling out a truck
                                               D7                
Prolly with some hoes that I just met and yeah they all gon' fuck
                                  D                 
Got her man callin' up her homies blowin' all 'em up
      Dm                                               
Tryna figure out which his girl is she probably toasted
Dm                    
Like a champagne glass
D7                                       
So much money that ain't a damn thing sad
D7                                 
Do my damn thing in my campaign add
      D7                                                       
Let's get straight to it don't let a damn thing pass nigga what


[Chorus]
D7                         
Worried bout a hater Not me
D7                        
Turned to the max no sleep
                                           D7                         
Smoked a hundred joints to the face give a fuck what a bitch nigga say
                D 
E'rything about me
D                 
E'rything about me
D                                    
E'rything about me E'rything about me
D                 
E'rything about me
Dm                
E'rything about me