Worry Bout You - Kirko Bangz, Lil Keke, SWISHAHOUSE

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