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N.Y.F.F.

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R&B/Soul

N.Y.F.F. was released on June 12, 2026 by Jessie Reyez Profit Split as a part of the album A LITTLE VENGEANCE

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Jessie Reyez

Performer

S.C.U.M

Drums

Joe Harrison

Guitar

Trey Campbell

Background Vocals

Jermi Thomas for FMLY, Inc

Jermi Thomas for FMLY, Inc

Programming

Chris “BongoByTheWay” Uforo

Percussion

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jessie Reyez

Songwriter

Joe Harrison

Songwriter

Jermi Thomas for FMLY, Inc

Jermi Thomas for FMLY, Inc

Songwriter

Ty Donaldson

Songwriter

Chris “BongoByTheWay” Uforo

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

S.C.U.M

Producer

Joe Harrison

Producer

9TH OF FEB

Producer

Trey Campbell

Vocal Producer

Nicci Gomez

Recording Engineer

Chad "KM" Kitchens

Chad "KM" Kitchens

Recording Engineer

DJ Riggins

Mixing Engineer

Jermi Thomas for FMLY, Inc

Jermi Thomas for FMLY, Inc

Vocal Producer

Karl Wingate

Recording Engineer

Mike Bozzi

Mastering Engineer

Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour

Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour

Immersive Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]

I see why God, yeah, mmm

Mmm

[Verse 1]

I see why God didn't want us to go and eat the fruit

Man, that's why sometimes I wish I was dumb

Then I'd be one of these dull mothafuckas

Just smiling with nothing to lose, oh my God

Wish being dumb was something I could choose

Then loving you would be something I'd do

And I'd be one of your bitches just smiling like it ain't a thing

[Chorus]

But you're allergic to the truth like

The truth just ain't your shoe size

Poking through them holes like you be

Poking through them hoes

But you're allergic to the truth like

The truth just ain't your shoe size

Poking through them holes like you be

Poking through them hoes

And I'm alone again

Don't call me, I ain't your fuckin' friend, no

Shocking, I'm alone again

Don't call me, I ain't your fuckin' friend

[Verse 2]

I see why God, God didn't want us to go eat the fruit

Man, that's why sometimes I wish I was dumb

Then I'd be one of these dull mothafuckas

Just smiling with nothing to lose, oh my God

Wish being dumb was something I could choose

Then loving you would be something I'd do

Instead of one of these bitches with something to prove

[Chorus]

But you're allergic to the truth like

The truth just ain't your shoe size

Poking through them holes like you be

Poking through them hoes

Yeah, you're allergic to the truth like

Truth just ain't your shoe size

And you're poking through them holes like you be

Stroking all them hoes

And I'm alone again

Don't call me, boy, I ain't your fuckin' friend

Yeah, I'm alone again

Don't call me, I'm not your fuckin' friend

Pinocchio them hoes

[Bridge]

You're just another missed call

Missed having it all 'cause you're alone again

Oh, oh, you're just another missed call

Missed having it all 'cause you're alone again

You're just another missed call

Missed having it all, I'm not your fuckin' friend

[Outro]

If we never speak again

Whoop-dee-doo

Whoop-dee-damn-doo

Thank you

Written by: Chris “BongoByTheWay” Uforo, Jermi Thomas, Jessie Reyez, Joe Harrison, Ty Donaldson

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