Phuckboi Rejects Songtext
von Royal & the Serpent

I got, one type when it comes to a guy
Bleached hair, puff bar, couldn′t win in a fight
Just a little bit of makeup underneath his blue eyes
Oh shit, I'm so fucking predictable

I like ′em, real thin, nicotine addiction
Likes to talk about himself, but he don't ever listen
That obnoxious kind of toxic, that goes shopping at Hot Topic
That won't kiss me out in public
The only ever time he ever wants it is when he′s

Thinking with his dick
Every single dude I′m with is such a narcissist
Why am I so into this?


Fuckboys, rejects
Put your hands around my neck
Good looks, bad sex
Different versions of my ex
Only a masochist would ask for this
I know I'm twisted, bitch
Fuckboys, stand up
I′m ready for another one

Call him daddy, but he's a pussy
Not a vegan, but he could be
Manic panic, coke and Xanax
Ughhh, I′m such a hopeless romantic

Thinking with his dick
Every single dude I'm with is such a narcissist
Why am I so into this?

Fuckboys, rejects
Put your hands around my neck
Good looks, bad sex
Different versions of my ex
Only a masochist would ask for this
I know I′m twisted, bitch
Fuckboys, stand up
I'm ready for another one

I'm ready for another one
I′m ready for another one