"Fuckboy" lyrics

You say we're friends and then we make out again
Wake up in my bed
All the right questions come off so sensitive
Then we get undressed

I know all the tricks up your sleeve
Know all your moves in the sheets
Ain't nothing I haven't seen

You ain't here for talking
You ain't here for loving
And I know anybody's hands would do
You ain't here to listen
You don't want that real shit
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy too
A fuckboy boy too, too
Just like you, a fuckboy too

You got somebody in case I'm not around
I've got a couple, yeah, I've got a couple
Our conversations always, "Hey, are you down?"
It ain't so subtle, don't really care though

I know all the tricks up your sleeve
Know all your moves in the sheets
Ain't nothing I haven't seen

You ain't here for talking
You ain't here for loving
And I know anybody's hands would do
You ain't here to listen
You don't want that real shit
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy too
A fuckboy boy too, too
Just like you, a fuckboy too

It takes one to know one
And nobody knows 'em the way that I know 'em
It takes one to know one
And nobody knows 'em the way that I do

You ain't here for talking (I know it)
You ain't here for loving (You ain't)
And I know anybody's hands would do (Would do)
You ain't here to listen (No, no)
You don't want that real shit (No, no)
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy too (Oh, I)
A fuckboy boy too, too (Oh, no, no)
Just like you, a fuckboy too (Just like you, just like you)