Apple Juice

Swiping boy (Ha-ha)
Heh, head on, boys
Swiping boy

I'm still putting booze in my apple juice
I got no excuse, I'm sad, I'm sad
Don't make me choose 'cause it won't be you
I got no excuse, I'm bad, I'm bad
Ask anyone who knows me
Tell me not to, and I only do it again and again times ten
So, who the hell are you to tell me what to do? (Tell me what to do) mm-mm-mm

Girl, you knew this when you met me, yeah
Why would things be different now? (Why'd you kick me out?) Oh
Pourin' Welches in my Henny, mm
Mix it up, knock it down (throw it down, yeah) oh

Slowin' down ain't on my list
Built the fire from out the sticks
Button collar never fit, never fit, no
Might be a degenerate
That ain't your problem to fix
Always gets me where I need to get, yeah

I'm still putting booze in my apple juice
I got no excuse, I'm sad, I'm sad
Don't make me choose 'cause it won't be you
I got no excuse, I'm bad, I'm bad
Ask anyone who knows me
Tell me not to, and I only do it again and again times ten
So, who the hell are you to tell me what to do, baby? (Tell me what to do)
Yeah

Don't you worry, Mama's praying (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Ooh
So I'm never too far gone (never too far gone)
Let you know if I need saving, baby
(Pour another one) 'Til then, I'm pouring another one

I'm sipping whatever, smoking my Reds
I did what I did, I'll do it again
I'll say, "Sorry," when I finally am, but

I'm still putting booze in my apple juice
I got no excuse, I'm sad, I'm sad
Girl, you just gon' lose, tryna make me choose
I got no excuse, I'm bad, I'm bad
Ask anyone who knows me
Tell me not to, and I only do it again and again times ten
So, who the hell are you to tell me what to do, oh?
(Tell me what to do) oh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, yeah

(Who the hell are you?)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(To tell me what to do?)



Credits
Writer(s): Julian C. Bunetta, Ido Zmishlany, Delacey, Jaten Dimsdale
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