Fuckboy

Lyrics

[Intro: Freeway] I ain't DJ Khaled, but this is Another one [Verse 1: Freeway] Don't be mad at me 'cause we eatin' and y'all starvin' Car too foreign to go to Pep Boys (skrrt) I don't fuck with fuckboys (uh-uh) Either got the Tommy or the Sauer when I hunt boys (that's right) Goriest adventures, all our hammers got extensions with silencers (ssh) You feel the collar burn, don't hear the gun noise Proud of us, been poppin' for twenty plus Y'all clowns tryna compete with me? (haha) Y'all can't even heat up the thermometer (uh-uh) They hatin', and they frontin', and they thievin', and they lyin', and they schemin' (yo, fuck those fakers) That's the reason why we call 'em fuckboys (uh huh) F is for failure (what else?) U is for undercover haters (okay) C's 'cause they cry, 'cause they can't seem to make it (ha) K, they think they killers, but they ain't one (they not) B, 'cause they broke, and they don't move them Os where they came from Y: W-H-Y test us? Our blood sacred, and we Muslim, so God's with us We always come with that vibe, don't want me to show Crime is at an all-time high, they killed Meechy, though (RIP) Everybody meets the reaper, somethin' that y'all need to know Only get to take [?] with you, can't keep the dough (uh-uh) Try to send me there first, and I'll squeeze the pound Have you like (oh, oh, oh, o-oh, oh) It's the bearded king, y'all know the sound Walk a fine line, mainstream, and the underground (that's right) Since y'all dudes was infants, I been in position Me and Payne seekin' competition, but ain't none around Nigga [Chorus: RJ Payne] See, if you wake up with the hate before you even wash your face Get it straight: you's a fuckboy Even the ladies can relate Look, baby, put that nigga in his place, he a fuckboy Yeah, them haters at it again They just hope you doin' badder than them That's a fuckboy Bitch, I'm about my change I will call you niggas out by name That's a fuckboy [Verse 2: RJ Payne] Now, one thing that's hard to forget Is seein' grown men garglin' dick Let's talk about it Niggas ain't partners, so they gang-hoppin' Lil' nigga, name-droppin' ain't your bargaining chip Oh, your uncle is Diddy? Your cousin is Usher? You deep in the tree You shouldn't have a problem payin' for a feature from me Don't think you gettin' special treatment, I'm just keepin' it G Definition of fuckboy, shit is easy to see Payne Now a veteran got the belt They downplayin' my success to feel better about they self He mad, you hatin', they better get out and help That's wack, take your hand and slap the shit out yourself, pussy Tell your buddies they Teletubbies Softer than baby shit, they ain't mad, they jealous of me Two Ks bang, U.K. slang, hella gully Shorty keep a tall 40 that they don't sell at the deli, woo I been in my bag, that's what I write for You got the whole pie, the fuck you mad at my slice for? That's the fuckboy vibes I'll take your life for This OG been OT, shoutout my white boy I'm blowin' me a bag, she rollin' me the gas These niggas wakin' up angry and they go to sleep mad Alchemy, how I transform poetry to cash Fuckboy, you lucky that I'm too focused to beat your ass, God [Chorus] See, if you wake up with the hate before you even wash your face Get it straight: you's a fuckboy Even the ladies can relate Look, baby, put that nigga in his place, he a fuckboy Yeah, them haters at it again They just hope you doin' badder than them That's a fuckboy Bitch, I'm about my change I will call you niggas out by name That's a fuckboy