Kid Ink, YG - What They Doin' lyrics
[Kid Ink, YG - What They Doin' lyrics]
The game don't change, turn cold
I swear these Niggas lame, Fucking clones
I don't understand why they think it's okay
They gonna make me turn back to my old ways
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? Disrespecting the code
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? Disrespecting the code
Okay, the game don't change
Got a quarter back
Set back then it cut incision
It's a heart attack
I'm what the world made me
And this a known fact
I got a mean attitude and my girl a brat
Okay, bout to do it big, all caps
Going hard is a known fact
Higher out of contact barely conscious
You don't take it out of context
Give you niggas a complex, just being honest
I can't take no more, more money
More fake niggas if you got a problem it's
Going down like ray digit
Try to ride my lane with me
While I'm still paving it
Go check your history book
I'm about to write another page in
And I'm gone
The game don't change, turn cold
I swear these Niggas lame, Fucking clones
I don't understand why they think it's okay
They gonna make me turn back to my old ways
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? Disrespecting the code
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? Disrespecting the code
Ass up, ass up, bitch face down
Got nuts, I'm trying to bust like a Greyhound
Bitch, get over here, put your face down
She said it's hairy, well bitch
Welcome to Acetown
Tell them bitches about my
Bitches, count my pockets, she wet
And your was daddy a G
So how he feel about that?
That's a hater move, check your navigation
All my niggas trip, we need child relations
I'm from Bompton, nigga, really, really
Really though
Where niggas gang bang and bitches
Let their titties show
I'm in the foolies, though, like neighborhood
Hundred thousand dollars Porche parked
In your neighborhood
I'm fucking hoes, my money stacking
Niggas be funny acting
I call it Bernie Mac'N
You swagger, take your hood
Nigga fakin on us
Nigga fishy like the floor, act a station
The game don't change, turn cold
I swear these Niggas lame, Fucking clones
I don't understand why they think it's okay
They gonna make me turn back to my old ways
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? Disrespecting the code
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? Disrespecting the code
I swear these Niggas lame, Fucking clones
I don't understand why they think it's okay
They gonna make me turn back to my old ways
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? Disrespecting the code
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? Disrespecting the code
Okay, the game don't change
Got a quarter back
Set back then it cut incision
It's a heart attack
I'm what the world made me
And this a known fact
I got a mean attitude and my girl a brat
Okay, bout to do it big, all caps
Going hard is a known fact
Higher out of contact barely conscious
You don't take it out of context
Give you niggas a complex, just being honest
I can't take no more, more money
More fake niggas if you got a problem it's
Going down like ray digit
Try to ride my lane with me
While I'm still paving it
Go check your history book
I'm about to write another page in
And I'm gone
The game don't change, turn cold
I swear these Niggas lame, Fucking clones
I don't understand why they think it's okay
They gonna make me turn back to my old ways
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? Disrespecting the code
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? Disrespecting the code
Ass up, ass up, bitch face down
Got nuts, I'm trying to bust like a Greyhound
Bitch, get over here, put your face down
She said it's hairy, well bitch
Welcome to Acetown
Tell them bitches about my
Bitches, count my pockets, she wet
And your was daddy a G
So how he feel about that?
That's a hater move, check your navigation
All my niggas trip, we need child relations
I'm from Bompton, nigga, really, really
Really though
Where niggas gang bang and bitches
Let their titties show
I'm in the foolies, though, like neighborhood
Hundred thousand dollars Porche parked
In your neighborhood
I'm fucking hoes, my money stacking
Niggas be funny acting
I call it Bernie Mac'N
You swagger, take your hood
Nigga fakin on us
Nigga fishy like the floor, act a station
The game don't change, turn cold
I swear these Niggas lame, Fucking clones
I don't understand why they think it's okay
They gonna make me turn back to my old ways
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? Disrespecting the code
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? What they doin?
What they doin? Disrespecting the code