Lyrics:
Faut c’qui faut
Hmm-mm, hmm-mm
J’mets toutes les fuckboys qui parlaient dans mon dos
Hmm-mm, hmm-mm
Maintenant, on m’paye comme du monde pour rocker
to come a chop my wrist off
And thats some bullshit aint it
And I just drip sauce
Fuckboys hustle backwards call them Kriss Kross
Fly kicks kicking
Yeah
People always think that I'm like a - a ripoff or a poser
Man these fuckboys can't match my energy
I been in the booth since 15teen
Man these
Who
They ain't know the name
Now they treat me like i'm famous
Ex bitch mad
Cause i'm in her friends playlist
Fuckboys sad Cause they jealous ima
Haaksirikkoon
Jaksan riimei pilkkoo
Kunnes setti listat rikkoo
Niinku
Fuckboy
Sanon vaa
Fuck noit
Enkä lähe enää hevin
Tältä lavalt pois
Niinku
Fuckboy
Sanon vaa
to a smoothie
But if you get me gang offin' your Kufi
Been on block boy where was you at
Send a fuckboy to the Gulag
Been on block boy where was you at
Send
me
Yeah you fuckboys y'all so lazy
I'm on the road now finding company
Back home now, she wanna cuff me
She wanna cuff me, I can't trust her
She's
an nympho, i bizwen an fuckboy
I lé an boug bouillant ! Pa yone ki glacé
Numéro, whatsapp, RDV, koké
Manzel ka yen ki mandé, i ka mendé man plié'y
Fanm lan
Don't call me sadboy
Don't call me fuckboy
Fucking around, bro
Might get you fucked, boy
I'm so alive, though
I am suicidal
I got a bad thot
But I
(Spark it up)
I don't really speak up in these streets cause I know lanes switch
If he tryna beef and bring the heat then he a lame jit
Fuckboy get some
They call him frosty the fuckboy
His drip ice cold
He thinks he's such a shot caller
Hes only 20 years old
Skiing
Boarding
Down the slopes
Always
Alquilo una pick up y salgo de gira
Un 4x4, hace ""brrum"" en la vía
Fuck a la cana, esquivo policía
Mi swag es mio, esos fuckboys lo alquilan, ey
yeah
Fuckboy needa level up your rank, needa level up your rank yeah
You a rookie I been putting in ranks, yeah I been putting in ranks yeah
Off
Weird flex
But okay
Got a man?
Okay
Got hoes?
Okay
Fuckboys?
Okay
You dumb?
Okay
Bodycount?
Okay
You smoke?
Okay
You still a hoe?
But
it on the low you know I'm always glocked up
You a fuckboy I'm a fucking blockboy (yeah)
So love to the mob
Running onto me is like unning out
There's fuckboy fucking stamped on my forehead
They say I play with girls, but we've never met
I Can't go anywhere with this in my head
Every parties
Yes
Yes
Pulled up on me, I'm not stressed
Leave that fuckboy out of breath
I'm that dago, leave em dead
I leave 'em dead
I leave 'em dead
Leave him
scene
Got that fuckboy sickness
And you know I’ll never quarantine
Got that fuckboy sickness
And you know I’ll never quarantine
Monday evening
I could be
I don't give a fuck
And I respect all women
But you fuck boys don’t get it
Karma comes around imma let it
Fuckboy talk down imma dead it
I'm a thot
side
It's like I'm falling
I don't know what's up or where they at
It's hard to forget
I got a million trials
Fuckboys acting wild
All your energy is
Izvini ako sakash fuckboy
Ne baraj u mene baraj go na TikTok
Sepak mene me sakash epa stoj
Ne sum tuka da si igram ping pong
Izvini ljubov, ja ne sum
Demons in my brain
But I deal with it
Got no time for a fuckboy
Ni un minute
Switch lanes, on a take-off
I'm leaving
Go fast in the game bro
No limit
Imma
song
I'm really not here to play games with you
Now they think we all the same
I'm really not here to play games with you
Call em fuckboys and lames
I'm
think im just a fuckboy
no im not gonna fuck with your mind
u no fucktoy
wake up with you in my bed
love u more than a drug
u always in my head
love u
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