Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Worry Bout You, artist - Kirko Bangz. Date of issue: 01.12.2013
Song language: English
Worry Bout You |
| H-Town, I finally figured out why it’s so hard to do you |
| You so worried about me, Don Ke 7−13 |
| I’m coming down I’m showing up, I’m sipping drank I’m po’ing up |
| I’m gripping grain I’m switching lanes, nigga what about you |
| I’m looking thoed I’m pulling hoes, I’m going fed I’m turning heads |
| I’m doing just what I’m suppose to do |
| Nigga worry about you, you you you you you you |
| You so worried about me, worried about me, worried about me |
| Nigga worry about you, you you you you you you |
| You so worried about me, worried about me, worried about me |
| Nigga worry about you |
| I’m gripping grain and I’m switching lanes, it’s understood that my swag first |
| I’m going strong and I’m still on, and I’m still after that purse |
| I turned up and then turned out, showed up and then burned out |
| I’m still riding with my stash spot, and these boys know what I’m tal’n bout |
| Don Ke and his back up, still getting what he asked for |
| Don’t none of y’all broke niggaz worry me, I’m still worried bout getting that |
| cap brah |
| Coming down and I said that, yellow broads in that red Lac |
| We top down and her head back, and I still ride where that bread at |
| This H-Town so I talk mean, po’d up and my drop clean |
| We dranked out on that slow lean, and it’s all lanes on yo team |
| Getting blowed we so thoed, still doing the thangs that we want |
| Y’all play hard but it’s so fraud, still doing the shit that we don’t |
| I’m going fed when I turn heads, my mind made that I’m getting paid |
| I’m five star so I’m getting laid, my bitch right and she top grade |
| Heard of me serving me, sitting at the top where I deserve to be |
| Them lame games but I can’t change, so I never let the shit here worry me |
| Doing the thangs that I’m 'pose to do, making sure I’m never next to you |
| I still love the game I give a shout to Screw, if I bought the belt then I |
| bought the shoe |
| Talk loud but it don’t faze me, coming down that shit’s crazy |
| I work hard and them punks lazy, this all real and you flugazi |
| Nothing less when you too fresh, stand out with no hand out |
| It’s first class on my cake route, these top flights when I take off |
| Hating niggaz I break off, po’d up when I crawl slow |
| This down South if you didn’t know, I got the lights on and it’s floss mode |
| turn up |
| Take a lil' time, and worry bout yourself |
| (You so worried about me, worried about me, worried about me |
| Nigga worry about you) |
| You know you need to worry bout you |
| Instead of worrying about me |
| (You so worried about me, worried about me, worried about me |
| Nigga worry about you) |
| Chill please believe we got this one right here |