"Fussy" lyrics
I don't mean to be rude
Too many things I won't do
Telling me to stay loose
Yeah, I might seem aloof
Hang out if I want to
I'm so done tryna be cool
So done reading old news
Call me the serious type
Call me whatever you like
I'll be here when you come for me
(Ooh) I'm flying so high that I don't care what you're thinking of me
Yeah I'm so fussy
Over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy
Over things that matter to me
Like the food I eat
That comes from the trees
Save flowers for bees
Only take what I need
Just keepin' the peace
Go 'head make fun of me (go 'head make fun of me)
See what you see
Call me uptight
But I ain't sorry
To know what I like
(Ooh) I'm flying so high that I don't care what you're thinking of me
Yeah I'm so fussy
Over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy
Over things that matter
So no point in singing the blues
When it ain't how it feels in my shoes
I'm okay being misunderstood (I)
And you know that I hate being late
If you are, no I'm not throwing shade
And the stars made it this far
And I'm not gonna change 'cause
(Ooh) I'm flying so high that I don't care what you're thinking of me
Yeah I'm so fussy
Over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy
Over things that matter to me
Too many things I won't do
Telling me to stay loose
Yeah, I might seem aloof
Hang out if I want to
I'm so done tryna be cool
So done reading old news
Call me the serious type
Call me whatever you like
I'll be here when you come for me
(Ooh) I'm flying so high that I don't care what you're thinking of me
Yeah I'm so fussy
Over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy
Over things that matter to me
Like the food I eat
That comes from the trees
Save flowers for bees
Only take what I need
Just keepin' the peace
Go 'head make fun of me (go 'head make fun of me)
See what you see
Call me uptight
But I ain't sorry
To know what I like
(Ooh) I'm flying so high that I don't care what you're thinking of me
Yeah I'm so fussy
Over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy
Over things that matter
So no point in singing the blues
When it ain't how it feels in my shoes
I'm okay being misunderstood (I)
And you know that I hate being late
If you are, no I'm not throwing shade
And the stars made it this far
And I'm not gonna change 'cause
(Ooh) I'm flying so high that I don't care what you're thinking of me
Yeah I'm so fussy
Over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy
Over things that matter to me
Writer(s): Jessica Best, Connor Schultze, Malia Cunningham
