kid ink – fcukizyoudoin lyrics
[intro]
[?]
rocket ship shawty
[verse]
f-ck is you doin’?
ayy, comin’ in hot
fresh out the bubbling pot
throw me the rock
i pull my weight like the rock
you can’t even hold down your block
f-ck is you doin’?
say that your whip out the lot
you prolly live on the side
do pickups and not
tryna pick up the chips from the bowl
[?] gave you a star (wait)
f-ck is you doin’?
ayy, talkin’ ’bout drip
i could buy all of your chains with one of my wrists, ayy
shine like december, look at you like one of my kids
f-ck is you doin’?
ayy, check all the stats
no, i’m not one to brag, it’s facts
helped put the sh-t on the map
you just been settin’ it back
f-ck is you doin’?
indica, heavy
smell like you smoking on reggie
backwood is fatter than settie
your blend is thin as spaghetti
just keep your sh-t to the left
i’m high, you’re just [?] dip
i don’t do behind your back, ayy
i say it direct (wait)
f-ck is you doin’?
ayy, i’ma tell you like a bro
you need more control of your hoes
she all in the ‘gram with no clothes
p-ssy popping, it’s striking a pose
i hope that you hittin’ a l!ck
you better be gettin’ a check
i heard that you takin’ the pics (woah)
f-ck is you doin?
man, it’s a shame
most of these n-ggas is strange
won’t ever change, eh
say that they bang
but they ain’t never been with the gang
f-ck is you doin’?
i stayed the same
you should just stay in your lane, sit with the lames
heard that you been throwing shots
need to go work on your aim
go hit the range
how could you miss me
i’m running the city like [?]
just living my life like a hippie
you ain’t make a move ’cause you iffy
the time is still ticking
the f-ck is you doin’?
i’ma make sure they remember me
you just gon’ end up a memory
how could we really be friends when you still go f-ck with the enemy?
f-ck is you doin’?
nah, that ain’t really my energy
all the real n-ggas, they feeling me
i take a shot, like i’m in a [?]
the addy, it boost my abilities, wooh, ayy
i just stepped into my zone
lately, i feel like the goat
n-ggas ain’t on what i’m on, you’re just a clone
f-ck is you doin’?
ayy, boy get a grip
say, that you toting a stick
but money ain’t as long as a clip
b-tch, f-ck is you doin’?
repping the city of bronze
ever since, i put my show, been balling like [?]
and the blunt it so funky like c-min
i come with the lap, booming
you feeling the moment
the flow is so silly, it’s stupid
you take any eight of my [?]
i walk in the bank and i load it
you tryna [?] in like a groupie
f-ck is you doin’?
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