[INTRO]
This song goes out to, all the Fuccboys
That think they the sh**, but you just a Fuccboy
[VERSE 1]
I own the game I never second guess the champion
High stakes beef well done like Filet mignon
In the kitchen whippin up a special special batch
But not the type to make you go extra fast
I spent sum bandz and some more in the Balmain store
Don't try to stunt when you ain't even got that dough
I tried sh** on then I f**ed the floor manager
That b**h a thot so i did her on the register
I took a couple Xans pretty faded don't mistake it
Then I popped sum uppers hello b**h see ya later
Fuccboys on me asking what the f** I be wearing
I'm like this the type of outfit that ain't even trending
[HOOK]
Fuccboy, Fuccboy
Fuccboy, Fuccboy
You just follow trends homie you a Fuccboy
Fuccboy, Fuccboy
Fuccboy, Fuccboy
Anti Social Social Club homie you a Fuccboy
[VERSE 2]
Walk inside the club you think you fresh ho
Take pics with yo face closed oh think you Diplo
All black hoodie with a Off White logo
Thinkin' you a model, but you look a like a Frodo
Better stay your own lane, light it up like propane
Hunnid muthaf**as look the same like its no game
Outfit of the day post for the hell of it
Don't get enough likes, you should delete it
I might lose sum followers if i dont post it now
Fuccboys on the IG thinkin that they own it now
[HOOK]
Fuccboy, Fuccboy
Fuccboy, Fuccboy
You just follow trends homie you a Fuccboy
Fuccboy, Fuccboy
Fuccboy, Fuccboy
Anti Social Social Club homie you a Fuccboy