Fuccboi ft. Crispy Jan Lyrics

He's got a man's body

But he's got a child's brain

Immature, he just wants to score

You're in bed and he asks you for more

But as soon as you've got a problem

He's out the bloody door

He wouldn't lend you any money

To help you out with your bills or your rent

But you know that if he's out there

Getting high all the time with his bloody boys

He's got some money to spend

Babe, don't waste your time

With his stupid ass

No goals, no money for gas

It's bullshit, he's bullshit

We all know, we all know

Another girl on his arm

But he's texting you on his phone

And you always think that he's dressing fine

Babe, it's because he sees you at eight

And then he goes and sees her at nine