fuccboi

Ou try so hard to sweet-talk to me
I’m sick and tired of your attempts
Ask for my digits one more time, yeah
You don’t get that I’m not impressed
And I know you think you’re cool
But just trust me, that ain’t you
Even though I let you speak once in a while
And I know you think of me
Even when we’re not talking
Let me be clear and honest here
That I’m not into your jive
Yeah, you’re a fuccboi
Game over man
You’re a fuccboi
That’s what I said
Yeah, you’re a fuccboi
Game over man
You’re a fuccboi
All the attention that you throw me
Is nothing but a boring trick
'Cuz I don’t know why you think it’s sexy
To send me pictures of your dick
And I know you think you’re smooth
But just trust me, that ain’t you
You’re just looking for a love you cannot find
And I know you cannot see
Past the head you use to think
Yeah, I’m talking about the one between your thighs
Yeah, you’re a fuccboi
Game over man
You’re a fuccboi
That’s what I said
Yeah, you’re a fuccboi
Game over man
You’re a fuccboi
I just wanna talk to you
I don’t wanna bother you
I come on too strong?
Why you grillin' like a barbecue?
I would buy you a drink but my wallet like my black book
That’s emptier than a bitch, shit I can make you laugh too
Caught me looking at that ass like a one track mac do
That Apple like a MacBook? Log in and all that bull?
Why you mad, boo? Thought you liked 'em that rude
Nah, don’t be that dude
Acting like you’re mackin', when the fact is that you lackin'
Good women ain’t attracted to the whack shit that you’re packin'
You ain’t gotta ask if y’all know what’s up, boy
Word on the street is you’re a fuccboi
You’re a fuccboi
Game over man
You’re a fuccboi
That’s what I said
You’re a fuccboi
Game over man
You’re a fuccboi