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letra de fuccboy - a. nayaka

[intro]
this song goes out to, all the fuccboys
that think they the sh-t, 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-t on then i f-cked the floor manager
that b-tch 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 h-llo b-tch see ya later
fuccboys on me asking what the f-ck 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 m-th-f-ckas look the same like its no game
outfit of the day post for the h-ll 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

- a nayaka

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