Fuccboy

[INTRO]
This song goes out to, all the Fuccboys
That think they the shit, 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 shit on then I fucked the floor manager
That bitch 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 bitch see ya later
Fuccboys on me asking what the fuck 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 muthafuckas 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