Fckboy - Acoustic

Fuckboy
I've been over your shit boy
I'm getting over this quick boy
Legit boy
Take your shit and leave, hm

Damn boy
I see you looking at her boy
This ain't never gon' work boy
I'm sure boy
Don't try that shit with me

'Cause I know
I'm just one more notch in the belt you're wearing
Go, get lost with your games, I ain't playing
I'm worth more than the money in your wallet
I'm so done call it what you call it
I'm not about that noise
And you're just, you're just a fuckboy
Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, la-la-la, la-la-la
Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, la-la-la, la-la-la

Hell no, don't be blowing up my phone
Thinking you're getting me all alone
You most certainly won't
You're a bitch, boy
You certainly look like shit, boy
Your momma didn't teach you respect, boy
Huh

'Cause I know
I'm just one more notch in the belt you're wearing
Go, get lost with your games, I ain't playing
I'm worth more than the money in your wallet
I'm so done call it what you call it
I'm not about that noise
And you're just, you're just a fuckboy
Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, la-la-la, la-la-la
Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, la-la-la

Your calling me
You want me but it's too late and
It'd just what you do
Not going through this again

'Cause I know
I'm just one more notch in the belt you wearing
Go, and get lost with your games, I ain't playing
I'm worth more than the money in your wallet
I'm so done call it what you call it
I'm not about that noise
And you're just, you're just a fuckboy
Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, la-la-la, la-la-la
Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, la-la-la

Just a fuckboy
Hmmm
Just a fuckboy
Fuckboy



Credits
Writer(s): Kris Barclay, Robyn Ottolini, Mark Schroor, Erik Fintelman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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