Jay R the Superstar, Will Bee - Phuck Boy Lyrics

In a race for her heart
The nice guy was doomed from the start
She been battle tested
And every relationship toxic
Addicted to pain
Overwhelmed with a habit
Try to play savage
Saying, there are no good men
But that's furthest from the truth
She has no clue
Let's get to
Guys she been through
Here's a preview
I could be the right one
I am a homerun
But she wanna zigzag
And look at price tags
Capturing red flags
She searching for a fuck boy
A fuck boy (ayo)
And I ain't that
She searching for a fuck boy
A fuck boy (oh oh)
And that is that
Sorry
Sorry, if I sound bitter
I'm just to quit her
She coming to me like Twitter
Want me to be her filter
Like I'm not a heavy hitter
Or pitching a no hitter
She messing with counterfeiter
I'm a beast
Well, a gentleman
But that don't mean
I got to be her freaking friend
Let's put that to bed early
Like the weekend end
Invest in me
I give it back like dividends
Ooooo Ooooo
I'm a suitor
But I don't think I suit her
I'm competing with recruiters
With a mission to get cooter
I think I need a tutor
I want to make chicks move like luda
I'm a nice guy
So I can't lie
I can't be mister red flag stylish guy
That's not really me
Imma be the best me
But if you ask me
Why she's failing
I could be the right one
I am a homerun
But she wanna zigzag
And look at price tags
Capturing red flags
She searching for a fuck boy
A fuck boy (ayo)
And I ain't that
She searching for a fuck boy
A fuck boy (oh oh)
And that is that
I could be the right one
I am a homerun
But she wanna zigzag
And look at price tags
Capturing red flags
She searching for a fuck boy
A fuck boy (ayo)
And I ain't that
She searching for a fuck boy
A fuck boy (oh oh)
And that is that

In a race for her heart
The nice guy was doomed from the start
She been battle tested
And every relationship toxic
Addicted to pain
Overwhelmed with a habit
Try to play savage
Saying, there are no good men
But that's furthest from the truth
She has no clue
Let's get to
Guys she been through
Here's a preview
I could be the right one
I am a homerun
But she wanna zigzag
And look at price tags
Capturing red flags
She searching for a fuck boy
A fuck boy (ayo)
And I ain't that
She searching for a fuck boy
A fuck boy (oh oh)
And that is that
Sorry
Sorry, if I sound bitter
I'm just to quit her
She coming to me like Twitter
Want me to be her filter
Like I'm not a heavy hitter
Or pitching a no hitter
She messing with counterfeiter
I'm a beast
Well, a gentleman
But that don't mean
I got to be her freaking friend
Let's put that to bed early
Like the weekend end
Invest in me
I give it back like dividends
Ooooo Ooooo
I'm a suitor
But I don't think I suit her
I'm competing with recruiters
With a mission to get cooter
I think I need a tutor
I want to make chicks move like luda
I'm a nice guy
So I can't lie
I can't be mister red flag stylish guy
That's not really me
Imma be the best me
But if you ask me
Why she's failing
I could be the right one
I am a homerun
But she wanna zigzag
And look at price tags
Capturing red flags
She searching for a fuck boy
A fuck boy (ayo)
And I ain't that
She searching for a fuck boy
A fuck boy (oh oh)
And that is that
I could be the right one
I am a homerun
But she wanna zigzag
And look at price tags
Capturing red flags
She searching for a fuck boy
A fuck boy (ayo)
And I ain't that
She searching for a fuck boy
A fuck boy (oh oh)
And that is that