Текст песни Citizen Queen - FYP (burn book)

[Intro: Kaylah & All]
Fuck your plan
Fuck your vision for me
Fuck a man with a plan
Fuck ya, FY

[Verse 1: Kaylah]
People, please, I do not people please
People come, people leave, 'cause I won't people please on my knees
I hear the buzz that I’m stingin’, like a bumblebee
Only cause my flow so, so, so sickenin', so people sneeze
Don’t take my picture and don't ask me to say fuckin' cheese
Nope, I no longer, no longer will fuckin’ people please, people, please
You do not know me, so how could you know what’s best for me
You best believe, I'll keep it sweet

[Chorus: Kaylah & All]
Fuck your plan, fuck your vision for me
Fuck a man who can't stand when a woman ain't sweet
Fuck your damn industry expertise
Fuck a man with a plan
Fuck ya, FYP

[Verse 2: Kaylah]
This ain't no nine to five, just my entire life
You say "Get with the times," bitch, ain't you like ninety-five?
Lookin' like that suit and tie tied too tight that I just might
Take a second and, ha, ha, ha, cut the ties
I don't do labels, so I won't label you "bad guy"
But if you don't mind, I'ma speak my mind
No read, just me, all tea and I mean this shit disrespectfully
You do not know me, so how could you know what's best for me
You best believe, I'll keep it sweet

[Verse 3: Kaedi]
Keep it one, two, three, four to the floor, five rich men to please
Big rats in the race, eyeing my prize to fuck up my cheese, uh (Damn)
Why ya spend a milli' on crafty? (Damn)
Mr. Management feeling trigger happy? (Pow)
One bullet, pull it, you miss, you mince meat
Pretend we besties, next day, next please
Miss me with that shit, it's depressing
I'll remind you again, I'm a blessing, mm
But before I let you go, I’m begging
See me past the one and oh's
This ain't AI, I suppose

[Chorus: Kaylah & All]
Fuck your plan, fuck your vision for me
Fuck a man who can't stand when a woman ain't sweet
Fuck your damn industry expertise
Fuck a man with a plan
Fuck ya, FYP

[Verse 4: Nina]
What you did, this ain't new bitch
It ain't news, you stay snooze on this cool bitch
Who this? Tell the truth bitch
How we go from I'm some "newbie" to "you my groupie?" (Like why you so obsessed with me?)
God damn, from pariah to Mariah
These fake bitches add up to the population of China (Now they wanna muse me)
If that's how it must be, wipe the dust clean off my bust, please
My name on your tongue is as close as you’re getting to me
Off the goose tonight, and I'm feelin' bold (Ah, yah)
Ever so impolitely, pay me in tenfold
And the clocks tickin’, mm (Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick)
I’m the only reason that your ass got a fucking job!
Fuck your plan, fuck your mom
Oh my god! Fuckin’ men, fuck ‘em all!
If I hear opinions from another 'Jim' or 'Jonathan', I'ma make your sorry ass wish you stayed anonymous!
I am not a trend, I am not a pretty thing written for a man
But I'll take my pretty girl percent, it's time you paid your fucking rent

[Verse 5: Cora]
Let's talk about camp, my camp can camp connect
So my camp campaigns my camp on their neck
And they can't complain if camp signs the checks
Then pop champagne, get drunk, forget
We got your receipts, but you bill it back
But not before we say thanks, and that’s sad
Anyways, this my coronation
It’s a celebration, now clap

[Breakdown: Cora]
Oh, oh (FY)
Fuck your, yeah, fuck your, fuck your, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I ate up this eight, got writer’s cramp
'Cause my camp can't afford a damn writers camp, and that's camp

[Chorus: Kaylah & All]
Fuck your plan, fuck your vision for me
Fuck a man who can't stand when a woman ain't sweet
Fuck your damn industry expertise
Fuck a man with a plan
Fuck ya, FYP
Fuck your plan, fuck your "Shut up and sing!"
Fuck your idea of what a woman should be
Fuck your damn "You should listen to me!"
Fuck your plan, fuck your plan
Fuck ya, FYP

[Outro: Cora, Nina]
I don't know, I don't know
No, I was into it, do it again
No, one and done, you know
If you saw it, you saw it
If you heard it, you heard it