"F'n Do It" lyrics - TECH N9NE

TECH N9NE

"F'n Do It"

(Zachary Beck / Michael "Seven" Summers / Jason Varnes / Samuel Watson / Aaron Yates)

feat. Futuristic & JL of B. Hood

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
What's with it?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tech N9ne, big shit
I wasn't planning, no, no
This thing is jamming so I can feel it

[Refrain: Tech N9ne]
(In the air)
I can feel it, I can feel it (In the air)
I can feel it, I can feel it (In the air)
I can feel it, I can feel it (In the air)
Ayy, tonight I wasn't gonna drink, but I'ma do it

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Do it, do it, 'cause I elevate
Do it to it 'cause I sell estates
Do it fluid, I'ma celebrate
'Cause I rock a lot and pocket hella cake
If I don't do it then I delegate
Then you do it while I get my fella ate
Then I gel her face
Damn, the Tech is undetected like when you don't smell a vape
We the party
Smoke a lot of weed, B. Marley
If you meddle with the cheese, he tardy
Time to kill, indeed, see Carly
I don't be playing, I'ma be spraying
Fuck with the N9na, your body decaying
Hold up, we talking 'bout drinking, yo, what am I thinking?
This 'Bou Lou thing is really paying
I knew it (Hell yeah), I pursue it (Fuck yeah)
Hit the hammer, have 'em hit a Howard Hewett (Huh, huh)
Don't misconstrue it, at first I said I wouldn't drink no fluid
But I couldn't resist, I blew it

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
Tonight I wasn't gonna drink, but I'ma do it
Ayy, ayy, fucking do it
Tonight I wasn't gonna drink, but I'ma do it
Ayy, ayy, fucking do it
Tonight I wasn't gonna drink, but I'ma do it, do it, do it
What you waiting on?
Do it, do it, do it
What you waiting on?
Do it, do it, do it
What you waiting on?
Do it
Tonight I wasn't gonna drink, but I'ma do it

[Verse 2: Futuristic]
Whatever I wanna do
Swimming in liquor like pools
I get to the business, my digits, I flipped 'em
No really the kid making moves
I do it like checks on my shoes
I don't notice when checks coming through, yeah
She give me long neck like giraffes
I swear that they head from the zoo
Told Tech gotta keep up
Shots to the chest, goddamn, make it heat up
Somebody talking I put 'em right in the carpet
If they starting a problem, I call Muggs, they get beat up
Told him he got four more for sure
Flow cold, snow-globe
More slope out my mag, that's how I treat them
Hit 'em with a Speedom
He didn't wanna do it, but I got a little fluid in me, so a nigga eat 'em
I'm on Ciroc or the Henny, yeah
How much you got? I got plenty, mmh
She from the block just like Jenny, yeah
Swear that I'm on with no penny, mmh
That's a fact or a Vinnie (Yup)
Hit it from the back when I'm cracking a jimmy (Yup)
Ass look fat, then I smack when I'm hitting, get it?

[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Futuristic]
Tonight I wasn't gonna drink, but I'ma do it (Do it)
Ayy, ayy, fucking do it (Do it)
Tonight I wasn't gonna drink, but I'ma do it (Do it, yeah)
Ayy, ayy, fucking do it (Do it)
Tonight I wasn't gonna drink, but I'ma do it (Do it), do it (Do it), do it (Do it)
What you waiting on?
Do it (Do it), do it (Do it), do it
What you waiting on?
Do it (Do it), do it (Do it), do it (Do it)
What you waiting on?
Do it (Do it, do it)
Tonight I wasn't gonna drink, but I'ma do it

[Verse 3: JL]
I'ma just have one, make it a double
I'ma just sip mine, I'm tryna stay out of trouble
Here's to humble beginnings, then I'm done after this
Or I'm having mixed drinks about feelings now, damn, ain't that about a bitch?
Said they cut off of all beverages
Right back at it like a bad reader
Get shitfaced like an ass eater
You can tell that I'm blown like a bad speaker
Happy to sag with it out, savvier
Got bad habits, I'm a gas leaker
Had a half from 'em, looking magnesia
But don't have what she's had, 'nother bag eater
Can I get a cold 'Bou Lou in a coozie?
Jack D, back to back shots of Coolie
Then chugging the backwash of a brewski
Get the crew, we grouping with a doobie
With the shits, bro, get to it
Get twisted with the whole hood
Once it hits your lips, it's so good