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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robyn Ottolini
Robyn Ottolini
Vocals
Erik Fintelman
Erik Fintelman
Acoustic Guitar
Mark Schroor
Mark Schroor
Drums
Jordan Honsinger
Jordan Honsinger
Dobro
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kris Barclay
Kris Barclay
Songwriter
Mark Schroor
Mark Schroor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Erik Fintelman
Erik Fintelman
Producer
Mark Schroor
Mark Schroor
Producer
Glenn Thomas
Glenn Thomas
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Fuckboy I've had enough of yo' shit, boy And I'm getting over this quick, boy Legit, boy, take your shit and leave Damn boy I seen you looking at her, boy This ain't ever gonna work, boy I'm sure, boy, don't try that shit with me I know, I'm just one more notch in the belt you're wearing Go, and get lost with your games, I ain't playing I'm worth more than the money in your wallet I'm so done, call it what you call it I'm not about that noise And you're just, you're just a fuckboy Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, fu-la-la-la, la-la-la Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, fu-la-la-la, fuckboy Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, fu-la-la-la, la-da-da-da Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, fu-la-la-la Hell no Don't be blowing up my phone Thinking you'll get me all alone You most certainly won't You're a bitch, boy You certainly look like shit, boy Your momma didn't teach your respect, boy Take that in for a minute 'Cause I know, I'm just one more notch in the belt you're wearing Go, and get lost with your games, I ain't playing I'm worth more than the money in your wallet I'm so done, call it what you call it I'm not about that noise And you're just, you're just a fuckboy Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, fu-la-la-la, la-la-la Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, fu-la-la-la, fuckboy Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, fu-la-la-la, la-da-da-da Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, fu-la-la-la You're calling me, you're wanting me, it's 2 a.m. It's just what you do, I'm not going through this again 'Cause I know, I'm just one more notch in the belt you're wearing Go, please, and get lost with your games, 'cause I ain't playing I'm worth more than the money in your wallet I'm so done, call it what you call it I'm not about that noise And you're just, you're just a fuckboy Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, fu-la-la-la, la-la-la Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, fu-la-la-la, fuckboy Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, fu-la-la-la (just a fuckboy) Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu, fu-la-la-la Honestly, you smell And not in the good way No, but like actually You have a small penis
Writer(s): Kris Barclay, Robyn Ottolini, Mark Schroor, Erik Fintelman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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