Fxxxboy Lyrics
[Verse 1: Rosé]
Everybody needs love
Do you, do you really wanna go down that road tonight?
Do you, do you? We already tried it once or twice (Twice, twice, twice)
Just to end up hitting the wall, mm
[Pre-Chorus: Jennie, Jisoo]
If my signals mixed and messy
Bet you think it's destiny
Call my ex, send late night texts
'Cause I get off on jealousy
Keep your expectations
Underneath the pavement
Guess karma's a bitch
How's it feel? Now I'm the fuckboy
[Chorus: Lisa, Rosé]
It's the way that it goes
Call me icy, icy, yeah, you made me ice cold, uh
I saw it all, front row
Should've won a prize for thе stories you told
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Played the gamе, but I kept the score
How's it feel? Now I'm the fuckboy
[Verse 2: Lisa, Jennie]
Uh, phone is unavail', unavail'
If you wanna hit me, try my other cell 'cause I ain't pickin' up
Had enough, beep, beep, da-da-da
If you play with my emotions, you already know what's up
I'm so tired of the fake love
Can't no tears ruin my makeup
Say, how do you sleep knowing
That my love was like heaven 'til you gave me hell?
[Pre-Chorus: Rosé, Lisa]
If my signals mixed and messy
Bet you think it's destiny
Call my ex, send late night texts
'Cause I get off on jealousy
Keep your expectations
Underneath the pavement
Guess karma's a bitch (Bitch)
How's it feel? Now I'm the fuckboy
[Chorus: Rosé, Jisoo]
It's the way that it goes
Call me icy, icy, yeah, you made me ice cold, uh
I saw it all, front row
Should've won a prize for the stories you told
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Played the game, but I kept the score
How's it feel? Now I'm the fuckboy
[Bridge: Rosé, Jisoo]
Ooh, oh
If I told you it's not that serious
Heartbreak builds experience
It's evident that
You burned the bridge, I'm on fire
You set the tone, now I'm louder
I don't like you, I'm just bored
How's it feel? Now I'm the fuckboy[Chorus: Jennie]
It's the way that it goes
Call me icy, icy, yeah, you made me ice cold, uh (Call me icy)
I saw it all, front row
Should've won a prize for the stories you told
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Played your game, but I kept the score (I did, I did, I did, I did)
How's it feel? Now I'm the fuckboy
Album - Nothing’s About to Happen to Me (2026) By Patrick Hyland
