Juice Box
There's not that much of a concept
It's just fucking fun
I'm sad for you
Baby, I feel so bad for you
Now you're stuck in deja vu
Just 'cause you peaked in high school
Doesn't mean I have to talkin' shit
You don't even know how nice that is
Means I'm on your mind subconsciously
Knock me down while you keep on
Keep on taking your cheap shots
'Cause it makes you feel more like a man wearing your big socks
Doing what you can to hide, that you don't got a big -
Fuck off, this'll be the last straw
Put this in a juice box, you can
Suck it
T'est degoutant
Can't get it right when you do me wrong
You're a little too loud, t'est croustillant
Had my name in your mouth and now you got no one
What goes around
Don't you know it always comes back around
No, you can't look good in a crooked crown
Va te faire foutre, good luck in your ghost town
Keep on taking your cheap shots
'Cause it makes you feel more like a man wearing your big socks
Doing what you can to hide that you don't got a big (whoa)
Fuck off, this'll be the last straw
Put this in a juice box, you can
Suck it
Keep on takin'
Keep on takin'
Keep on takin'
Keep on takin' your cheap shots
'Cause it makes you feel more like a man wearing your big socks
Doing what you can to hide that you don't got a big -
Fuck off, this'll be the last straw
Put this in a juice box, you can -
It's just fucking fun
I'm sad for you
Baby, I feel so bad for you
Now you're stuck in deja vu
Just 'cause you peaked in high school
Doesn't mean I have to talkin' shit
You don't even know how nice that is
Means I'm on your mind subconsciously
Knock me down while you keep on
Keep on taking your cheap shots
'Cause it makes you feel more like a man wearing your big socks
Doing what you can to hide, that you don't got a big -
Fuck off, this'll be the last straw
Put this in a juice box, you can
Suck it
T'est degoutant
Can't get it right when you do me wrong
You're a little too loud, t'est croustillant
Had my name in your mouth and now you got no one
What goes around
Don't you know it always comes back around
No, you can't look good in a crooked crown
Va te faire foutre, good luck in your ghost town
Keep on taking your cheap shots
'Cause it makes you feel more like a man wearing your big socks
Doing what you can to hide that you don't got a big (whoa)
Fuck off, this'll be the last straw
Put this in a juice box, you can
Suck it
Keep on takin'
Keep on takin'
Keep on takin'
Keep on takin' your cheap shots
'Cause it makes you feel more like a man wearing your big socks
Doing what you can to hide that you don't got a big -
Fuck off, this'll be the last straw
Put this in a juice box, you can -
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Brandt, Jades Goudreault, Chloe Copoloff
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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