FYTB Lyrics by Brent Faiyaz ft. Joony is latest English song with music also given by Prep Bijan. FYTB song lyrics are written by Brent Faiyaz, Joony.
FYTB Song Detail
| Song Name: | FYTB |
| Singer: | Brent Faiyaz, Joony |
| Composer: | Prep Bijan |
| Lyrics by: | Brent Faiyaz, Joony |
| Music Label: | Lost Kids |
FYTB Lyrics
Shawty, it’s only you and me
Fu*k is you talking about?
Yeah! Holla if you hear me
Baby, I see you so much in my dreams
We could’ve worked it out
Fu*k is you talking about?
Lately, I been looking for love
But I only come up on the drugs, stall me out
So if you ain’t the one
Either find me some money or find me a plug
’cause I’m running out
And that’s on me
I’m a hot n!Gga, check my degrees
Nuwo my b!Tch and my tees
Mark came through with like three
Fabe brought like ten
And buddha came through with the e
Rolling all night, session at three
Uhh! Stop it
I can’t do no talking
I was just fu*ked up, n!Gga got back up
Now these bad b!Tches keep stalking
Uhh! Money keep calling
Pu$$y a$$ n!Ggas keep stalling, yeah!
N!Gga just touched down, I just got bust down
Brand new wrist how I’m balling
Fu*k a bag up can’t call it, yeah!
B!Tch, oh! It’s a friday
I get my money in five ways
I’m in the driveway
Diamonds on me like zimbabwe, uhh!
B!Tches love me like beyoncé
All black boy like I’m chauncey
N!Gga just blasé blasé
B!Tch, I don’t partake
I get that bread, I don’t parlay
Oh! B!Tch, n!Ggas ain’t minding they business
I’m rich and they getting offended
N!Ggas be timid
I’m in your b!Tch like a dentist for real
All my money blue and teal, yeah!
I just woke up in the hills, yeah!
I was just fu*ked up, n!Gga got back up
I can tell you how it feel, yeah!
I just woke up popped a seal, yeah!
I just woke up signed a deal, b!Tch
And I’m still in the field, yeah!
Fu*k them n!Ggas, how they feel, yeah!
Shawty, it’s only you and me
Fu*k is you talking about?
Yeah! Holla if you hear me
Baby, I see you so much in my dreams
We could’ve worked it out
Fu*k is you talking about?
Lately, I been looking for love
But I only come up on the drugs, stall me out
So if you ain’t the one
Either find me some money or find me a plug
’cause I’m running out
And that’s on purpose
I’m a cold n!Gga, watch how I work it
Nuwo my b!Tch and my curtains
Come around here get nervous
Juan threw me a oop
Hamma came through with some 30s
Geeking all night, flying out early