Kid Ink - F With U Lyrics

Let's go
I've been tryna get over you
Hitmaker hitmaker
Bae, uh
Baby, you already know what I'm tryna do
Oh yeah
Mustard on the beat, ho


Hot box, drop top the 'Rari
Hot box, night life, vesari (Skrrt)
Red bull, mix that Bacardi
You know we likes to party
Na, na, na, na, wheels up on the jet
La, la, la, la roll up on the set
I'm just here to find you runaway
I'm just here to find, oh yeah


I really like what you done to me
I can't, really explain it, I still fuck with you
I really like what you done to me
I can't, really explain it, I still fuck with you


Oh yeah, down to the courtyard
Couldn't tell you better than a shoyer
Been trying so hard to ignore her
Way you make that clap, know ya, know ya
See you curve in a stack in your frame girl
Didn't swerve then I'm back in your lane girl
Keep that ass up all night, restless
I just finger rollin', finessin'
Straight up no time for the extras
Know you been through it but fuck all your exes, oh yeah
Way you been lookin' so sexy, I might just let you take some pics of my necklace, oh yeah


I really like what you done to me
I can't, really explain it, I still fuck with you
I really like what you done to me
I can't, really explain it, I still fuck with you


Yeah, yeah (Ooh)
Yeah, yeah (Ooh)
Yeah, yeah (Ooh)
I still fuck with you


Please believe me
I ain't talking Vegas when I say I'll take you to the Venice
Getting high, red eye on the Egypt
Touchdown top floor in the PH
I know you hit slide on the PA
When I'm on give her game like EA
Ease up, baby give me a little leeway
But make sure you keep it in motion
Wake up and know we get straight to memoses, aw yeah
Be on the first thing smokin'
On you, if you down, drop the roof, see me coastin'
Aw yeah


I really like what you done to me
I can't, really explain it, I still fuck with you
I really like what you done to me
I can't, really explain it, I still fuck with you


Yeah, yeah (Ooh)
Yeah, yeah (Ooh)
Yeah, yeah (Ooh)
I still fuck with you
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