Fruit-Punch Gumdrop

Lyrics

[Intro] Austin, this is Matt—Maddie on the line Got a fruit-punch gumdrop and a theory about them tires [Verse 1] Can you handle that gumdrop, fruit-punch, sweet and loud? You walked in talking tough, now you’re grinning at the crowd Those tires didn’t flatten from a pothole on the lane Everybody’s got a theory, you just dodge it with a grin [Chorus] Hey, Austin, what’s the story? Tell us how it went Fruit-punch on your fingertips, your alibi is spent Maddie’s got a punchline, everybody knows the score And that tiny floss joke’s waiting right outside the door [Verse 2] AP rode in the back seat—now the rumors take a lap You’re checking every tire like a detective with a map Then you pull a little thong joke, say, “Deivi, here’s your floss” That’s a bold gift-bag choice, buddy—who’s the real one lost? [Chorus] Hey, Austin, what’s the story? Tell us how it went Fruit-punch on your fingertips, your alibi is spent Maddie’s got a punchline, everybody knows the score And that tiny floss joke’s waiting right outside the door [Outro] Austin, keep that gumdrop; let the tires roll again Matt—Maddie—signing off, still laughing with your friends