Lyrics Fuck Around - Tink

Fuck Around

La-la-la-la-la
Ohh
(Oh I like how that Trakksounds)
Boy, you got me in my feelings
You a street nigga, but I never cared about an image
They say you bad, but don’t nobody know the real
And can’t nobody understand how I feel
I got a nigga that come from the streets
That’s my lil' baby, you know he a beast
I know he gon' do whatever for me
Just like some money he keep it a G
I wanna give you the title (Oh, yeah)
I study your body like it was a final
I like the way that you lean in your chair
Boy, you look good in whatever you wear
I like them tattoos on your face
When I act up you put me in my place
Boy, when you pull me and grab on my neck
That’s that lil' shit that be havin' me wet
Want you to show me who wearin' the pants
Boy, you’re a man, man, man
I’m off a fit, I’ll be talkin' my shit
Now you cussin' at me like you angry
You real as it get, and I show you respect
'Cause I know it ain’t easy to date me
I know I’m a lot of time (Time)
But you keep me on my grind (Grind)
See how you work when you on the clock
Yeah, you got it on lock, yeah, you got it on lock
I’ll be there for you when you had a long day
Type of love, make me wanna go and tat your name
Promise I won’t fuck around, promise I won’t fuck around
Promise I won’t fuck around, promise I won’t fuck around
I like the way you keepin' me safe
He keep the .30 up under his waist
I like them niggas they be in the field
Just wanna love me and pay all the bills
Ain’t tryna do nothing else (Ain't tryna do nothing else)
He get the money and flip it for real (Oh yeah)
I let you hit it anytime of the day
Promise that I never give it away (Away)
Boy, you my peace when I’m wildin'
Hit this blunt and high as a pilot
You’re the light to my fire ('Cause you keep it so real)
And I truly admire (How you make me feel)
I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it
You know I don’t do this shit for the camera
I never listen to no one
None of these bitches is gon' understand ya
You’re everything that I want
You been a hundred from the start
Hit the gas, boy you movin' fast
But you know you’re good in my arms (Oh, yeah)
I’ll be there for you when you had a long day
Type of love make me wanna go and tat your name
Promise I won’t fuck around, promise I won’t fuck around
Promise I won’t fuck around, promise I won’t fuck around