Wiz Khalifa, Famous Dex - Proofread lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
Famous Dex [Dexter Tiewon Gore Jr.] Chicago, Illinois.U.S.
[Wiz Khalifa, Famous Dex - Proofread lyrics]
I like this beat, sis come here lil' bih'
Check the record, misread
You know what I'm saying? Nah, for real
Dexter, woah
Check the record, don't misread
Just see I got the key to succeed
And I'm just tryna get all
Of the haters off me
And I'm just tryna take a
Little pressure off me
So, check the record, don't misread
Next time, proofread
And I'm just tryna get all
Of the haters off me
And I'm just tryna take a
Little pressure off me
Look, check the record, bitch, please
They ain't got nothing on me
And I got nothin' but the diamonds on me
And why the fuck they keep hatin' on me?
But who cares? Not me (Not me)
Run up, got that 30 on me (What?)
And I ain't with all the fuckin' talkin'
Homie
You mad 'cause I fucked your girlfriend
Homie
Goyard, OG's, I don't want no Gucci, Louis
I went from nothin' to somethin'
That's why they mad, homie
(I did)
Inglewood to Cali, yeah, Hollywood, homie
Four grams in the Backwood, I'm stuck
Rosé, please, pour me a cup
So check the record, don't misread
Got the money, yeah, blue cheese, Dexter
Check the record, don't misread
Just see I got the key to succeed
And I'm just tryna get all
Of the haters off me
And I'm just tryna take a
Little pressure off me
So, check the record, don't misread
Next time, proofread
And I'm just tryna get all
Of the haters off me
And I'm just tryna take a
Little pressure off me (Okay)
Someone who do you better? Bitch, please
I'ma pour this bottle 'til it's empty
Check the record, I'm the one who succeed
Pick you up and you was looking sexy
What I'm rollin', big trees
All my diamonds are shinin'
Like Christmas Eve
Gotta go, hit it before I leave
You ain't rushin' but cumming
At record speed good hair, no weave
You do your thing, girl
You doin' your thing
Can't say I'm not in love
'cause I swear it's luck that you bring
You make a real nigga sing, like
Roll with me and I'll keep it gangsta
You my type and I wanna thank ya
Take my time and I'll get to know ya
Don't believe me, I'm tryna show ya
Check the record, don't misread
Just see I got the key to succeed (yeah, yup)
And I'm just tryna get all
Of the haters off me (Uh)
And I'm just tryna take a
Little pressure off me (Yes sir)
Check the record
(Check the record) , don't misread (Nah
Nope) next time
(Young Khalifa) , proofread (Ha ha ha)
And I'm just tryna get all
Of the haters off me
And I'm just tryna take a
Little pressure off me nah, for real
You know what I'm sayin'? Like
I'm like sis, I don't
Really like the haters
You know what I'm sayin'? Like
I don't pay attention to them
We gon' keep getting money sis
You know what I'm sayin'? Hook me up
Check the record, don't misread
I got your bad bitch on her knees
Tryna get a little money off me
Call sis while the goofy bitch stalking
Check the record, misread
You know what I'm saying? Nah, for real
Dexter, woah
Check the record, don't misread
Just see I got the key to succeed
And I'm just tryna get all
Of the haters off me
And I'm just tryna take a
Little pressure off me
So, check the record, don't misread
Next time, proofread
And I'm just tryna get all
Of the haters off me
And I'm just tryna take a
Little pressure off me
Look, check the record, bitch, please
They ain't got nothing on me
And I got nothin' but the diamonds on me
And why the fuck they keep hatin' on me?
But who cares? Not me (Not me)
Run up, got that 30 on me (What?)
And I ain't with all the fuckin' talkin'
Homie
You mad 'cause I fucked your girlfriend
Homie
Goyard, OG's, I don't want no Gucci, Louis
I went from nothin' to somethin'
That's why they mad, homie
(I did)
Inglewood to Cali, yeah, Hollywood, homie
Four grams in the Backwood, I'm stuck
Rosé, please, pour me a cup
So check the record, don't misread
Got the money, yeah, blue cheese, Dexter
Check the record, don't misread
Just see I got the key to succeed
And I'm just tryna get all
Of the haters off me
And I'm just tryna take a
Little pressure off me
So, check the record, don't misread
Next time, proofread
And I'm just tryna get all
Of the haters off me
And I'm just tryna take a
Little pressure off me (Okay)
Someone who do you better? Bitch, please
I'ma pour this bottle 'til it's empty
Check the record, I'm the one who succeed
Pick you up and you was looking sexy
What I'm rollin', big trees
All my diamonds are shinin'
Like Christmas Eve
Gotta go, hit it before I leave
You ain't rushin' but cumming
At record speed good hair, no weave
You do your thing, girl
You doin' your thing
Can't say I'm not in love
'cause I swear it's luck that you bring
You make a real nigga sing, like
Roll with me and I'll keep it gangsta
You my type and I wanna thank ya
Take my time and I'll get to know ya
Don't believe me, I'm tryna show ya
Check the record, don't misread
Just see I got the key to succeed (yeah, yup)
And I'm just tryna get all
Of the haters off me (Uh)
And I'm just tryna take a
Little pressure off me (Yes sir)
Check the record
(Check the record) , don't misread (Nah
Nope) next time
(Young Khalifa) , proofread (Ha ha ha)
And I'm just tryna get all
Of the haters off me
And I'm just tryna take a
Little pressure off me nah, for real
You know what I'm sayin'? Like
I'm like sis, I don't
Really like the haters
You know what I'm sayin'? Like
I don't pay attention to them
We gon' keep getting money sis
You know what I'm sayin'? Hook me up
Check the record, don't misread
I got your bad bitch on her knees
Tryna get a little money off me
Call sis while the goofy bitch stalking