FYP (burn book)

Fuck your plan Fuck your vision for me Fuck a man with a plan Fuck ya F Y People please I do not people please People come people leave 'Cause I won't people please on my knees I hear the buzz that I'm Stingin' like a bumblebee Only cause my flow so so so sickenin' so people sneeze Don't take my picture and don't ask me to say fuckin' cheese Nope I no longer, no longer will Fuckin' people please People, please! You do not know me So how could you know what's best for me You best believe I'll keep it sweet Fuck your plan Fuck your vision for me Fuck a man who can't stand When a woman ain't sweet Fuck your damn Industry expertise Fuck a man with a plan Fuck ya FYP This ain't no 9 to 5 Just my entire life You say "Get with the times" Bitch, ain't you like 95? Lookin' like that suit and tie Tied too tight that I just might Take a second [breathe] cut the ties I don't do labels so I won't label you bad guy But if you don't mind ima speak my mind No read just me all tea and I mean this shit disrespectfully You do not know me so how could you know what's best for me You best believe I'll keep it sweet Keep it 1 2 3 4 to the floor 5 rich men to please Big rats in the race Eyeing my prize to fuck up my cheese ahh (Damn!) Why ya spend milli on crafty (Damn!) Mr. Management feeling trigger happy? (POW!) 1 bullet, pull it, you miss you mince meat Pretend we besties, next day next please Miss me with that shit, it's depressing I'll remind you again I'm a blessing But before I let you go I'm begging See me past the 1 and 0s This ain't AI I suppose Fuck your plan Fuck your vision for me Fuck a man who can't stand When a woman ain't sweet Fuck your damn Industry expertise Fuck a man with a plan Fuck ya F Y What you did This ain't new bitch It ain't news you stay snooze on this cool bitch Who this? Tell the truth bitch How we go from I'm some newbie to you my groupie (Like why you so obsessed with me) GAHTDAMN! From pariah to Mariah These fake bitches add up to the population of China (Now they wanna muse me) If that's how it must be Wipe the dust clean off my bust please My name on your tongue Is as close as you're getting to me Off the goose tonight and I'm feelin' bold Ever so impolitely pay me in tenfold And the clocks tickin' (Tik Tok Tik Tok Tik) I'm the only reason that your ass got a fucking job Fuck your plan, fuck your mom Oh my god fuckin' men fuck 'em all If I hear opinions from another Jim or Jonathan Ima make your sorry ass wish you stayed anonymous I am not a trend I am not a pretty thing written for a man But I'll take my pretty girl percent It's time you paid your fucking rent Let's talk about camp My camp can camp connect So my camp campaigns my camp on their neck And they can't complain if camp signs the checks Then pop champagne, get drunk, forget We got your receipts, but you bill it back But not before we say thanks and that's sad Anyways this my coronation It's a celebration Now clap Fuck your Yeah Fuck your Fuck your Yeah Yeah I ate up this 8 Got writer's cramp Cause my camp can't afford a damn writers camp And that's camp Fuck your plan Fuck your vision for me Fuck a man who can't stand When a woman ain't sweet Fuck your damn Industry expertise Fuck a man with a plan Fuck ya FYP Fuck your plan Fuck your shut up and sing Fuck your idea of What a woman should be Fuck your damn "You should listen to me"s Fuck your plan fuck your plan Fuck ya FYP I don't know No I was into it, do it again No, one and done, you know If you saw it, you saw it If you heard it, you heard it