Kid Ink - Buck Wild Lyrics

Mr. Sean Brown
Ay, ay, ay
I brought the gang with us

F*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up, bust it down
Buck and wild, yeah, that's my style, yeah
F*ck it up, f*ck it up

F*ck it, f*ck it up
Puffing out your chest (yeah)
Stretched to the day
Baby working out and flex
Why we f*ck it, f*ck it up?
I go porno with the check, ay
Roll that motorboat, got that chicken with the breast, yo
Sitting on them hills, I cut up, don't need no telly (no)
Seen your big ol' ass but that waist is like Rubelli's (woah)
Tell me what's the charge, light the car, like I'm Nelly
Party in my pants, turn that fetty to confetti (woah)
F*ck it up, duck if you bug (woah)
They lie enough, in funds I trust
Niggas hopped up in my lane, I just switch up in and adjust
Hit the button, leave the dust
Baby, know I'm in a rush to see you

F*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up, bust it down
Buck and wild, yeah, that's my style, yeah
F*ck it up, f*ck it up

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, off the fly, screaming f*ck the other side
Don't be sly, get you high, I got all of the supplies
Can't deny where I'm from, L.A. city I derive
No surprise, feel like Pac and twist my fingers in a knot
Hold it, hold it down, I might f*ck around and drown, yeah
Chucky stayin' around, got the hammer, fix your frown, yeah
Niggas swear they it, yeah, you look just like a clown
Say, my name and that money hold weight
Pound cake
F*ck shit up, forty-two, she flush
Rock and rough, and stuff
With them macro puffs
Tell her back it up, repeat, peat while I'm pulling on her feefi
Going ape shit like Rafiki, watch them hunnids go Hoodini, yeah

F*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up, bust it down
Buck and wild, yeah, that's my style, yeah
F*ck it up, f*ck it up