Talk About Me lyrics - Dot Da Genius, Kid Cudi, Denzel Curry & JID

 Dot Da Genius, baby

What the fuck do these people know about me? (Mhm)

Everybody on the block talk about me (Mhm)

Way back in the day, you used to doubt me (What?)

Now that you see I'm on, you wanna out me (Mhm)

What the fuck do these people know about me? (Mhm)

Everybody on the block talk about me (Mhm)

Way back in the day, you used to doubt me (What?)

Now that you see I'm on, you wanna out me

Got your, got you body feelin' like I'm fat Gucci

Feds wanna do me, hoes, hoes wanna sue me

If you get some money, better bring it back to me

Everybody on the web actin' like they knew me

Never was a new me, I'm just rockin' new shit

Dress like I serve an eight ball, no pool stick

And my record clean, so I never do shit

Denzel an animal, yeah, I'm on my Zuu shit

Flu shit, never could fly

Dress like a chicken that's ready to fry

Curry The Killer, the nigga be I

Take you for a ride

Cop a black on black hovercraft that float

Or I pull up in a Phantom like Kids See Ghost, uh (Yeah)

What the fuck do these people know about me? (Uh, uh)

Everybody on the block talk about me (Yeah)

Way back in the day, you used to doubt me (Uh, uh)

Now that you see I'm on, you wanna out me (Yeah)

What the fuck do these people know about me? (Uh, uh)

Everybody on the block talk about me (Yeah)

Way back in the day, you used to doubt me (Uh, uh)

Now that you see I'm on, you wanna out me (Yeah)

Women catchin' feelin', say they wanna have my children

Poppin' for the weekend and I'm bouncin' off the ceilin'

In the tree, got me down under play with the madness friend

Got 'em, get 'em off the, faded, faded, off the-

Realest niggas, yeah, see it, let me in

Been the illest, [?] we been on that bitch and with it, hey-hey

Automatic (Hey), nigga don't want no static

Tried to tell him it was tragic after niggas in a panic and it

Too cold, two fold, watch me lean

I'm too focused, yo, I keep a new goal, I'm livin' dreams

Type of nigga that go and break molds, the evil creeps

The Devil cannot hold a middle finger how it be

What the fuck do these people know about me? (Uh, uh)

Everybody on the block talk about me (Yeah)

Way back in the day, you used to doubt me (Uh, uh)

Now that you see I'm on, you wanna out me (Yeah)

What the fuck do these people know about me? (Uh, uh)

Everybody on the block talk about me (Yeah)

Way back in the day, you used to doubt me (Uh, uh)

Now that you see I'm on, you wanna out me (Yeah)

Tell me what the fuck do people know about the bros?

Bunch of pie flippin' niggas, they don't work at Dominos

Take a slice out a nigga, delivery, not Digornio

Dinner before the sundown, then I was out of fund though

Then I'm saggin' Girbaud, then I'm back in my mode

Bet I motherfuckin' black out my back

Anybody where it's at? No

Let's go when the night get lit and the lights get low

When the light get shit but I might just go

'Cause I might just shift and get in this mode

Slight glist, but I'm 'bout to explode

I'ma just go to where nobody loves me

I'm in a Ghost, maybe the Rolls

Heard I was doin' up smoke, but double the dose

I'm an adult, standin' on top of my toes, stumble the roach

I don't be doin' the most, but if you know you know

But what the fuck you know?

Everybody on the block talk about me

Dot Da Genius, baby

Now that you see I'm on, you wanna out me