Comment Creepin’ Wiz Khalifa (Ft. Chevy Woods & Kris Hollis)

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
They don't make 'em like me (they don't make 'em like me)
They don't make 'em like me (they don't make 'em like me)
Prolly watch me, like me (prolly watch me, like me)
Trynna' be just like me (tryna be just like me)
They don't make 'em like me (like me)
They don't make 'em like me (like me)
Prolly watch me, like me (like me)
Tryna be just like me (like me)

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
(Oh, you just gon' get on top of me like that?)
Hellcat, they keep askin' what the hell is that
Green and black, rockin' Gucci like I brought it back
Need a pack, put this KK in your bra strap
Always workin', never sleep, no, I don't relax
Niggas sayin' Young Khalifa got the dope raps
Ain't just started gettin' dressed, I'm freshin' on my throwbacks
I let her drive the new whip, I pull out the old scoop
They don't even touch the paper 'cause they old news
Young nigga wanna be like me
Front but he don't even like me
She all up on me like icing
My chain in the color of lightnin'
I got hella paper
Said this goin' down, she fucked me in the elevator