F Y F by Pisceze Lyrics

Hola hola dedication
Where you get that motivation
Oh so you still up on the same shit
Now that I got your attention how it feel standing in line
Only time i seem to shine is when you got left on the side

I be like f*ck your figures
I’m on my butter and toast
Thinking you’d come and I’ll go
Shit ain't work out thats the joke

And I say f*ck your figures
Go dig in the dirt with your hoes
I change you like i change my clothes
I’m outti thats something you know

(Hook)
I be like
F*ck your figures
Leave em ghost
Talkin bad
Tryna keep me broke
I forget em though
I don't chase
Understand I'ma go my way
I been running different
Better legs on my gym shit
With this birkin bag
You can love me dead
You just mad that
Now I'm out here with a different man
I be like f*ck your figures

Ou
Ah
Yeah I been
F*cking winners
Ou
Ah
I be like
F*ck your figures
Ou ah
I'm f*ckin winners
Ah, yeah

(Verse)
Ouu
The new one
Will clean up your mess
And wife it cause he want the best, yes
Ouu ahh
Better for my head
I know
Better in the bed
I know
Oh
Better than a 10
I know

Jealousy
Jealousy he got all my needs
Ready to rail up
You on 4, 5 feet
Levels on levels
You got that 4 5 reach
Back it up
Pack it up
Bout that time to leave
You keep looking but
Betchu won't find me
Figured you figured
I be the comeback queen
On the gram
Yeah I'm the comeback queen
Now you on your knees
Yeah
(Hook)
I be like
F*ck your figures
Leave em ghost
Talkin bad
Tryna keep me broke
I forget em though
I don't chase
Understand I'ma go my way

I been running different
Better legs on my gym shit
With this birkin bag
You can love me dead
You just mad that
Now I'm out here with a different man
I be like f*ck your figures

Ou
Ah
Yeah I been
F*cking winners
Ou
Ah
I be like
F*ck your figures
Ou ah
I'm f*ckin winners
Ah, yeah