What Happened to the Cool Kids? Lyrics

Oh gee!

I wonder what's happening here?

It looks like the popular kids got together and threw a rager

Oh boy, I wish I was invited

What happened to the cool kids?

The think you're better than me, always being rude kids?

The peak in highschool, then what you gonna do kids?

Sports scholarship, but what you gon pursue kids?

Yeah

I heard this shit from a good friend

Home girl stepping up, she took a big stand

She told me bout all of the shit done with your two hands

You put your hands around a girls neck up on your daddy's new Benz

A pro at hockey, man this kid think he a big star

You graduated then you never really went far

And all you got now's a fucking pending rape charge

I'll see your bitch ass at the trial up in late March

That shit will never go away, man, you fucking sick

Have fun in prison, man, I hope that you like sucking dick

And when you locked up in a cell right in front of me

Just know I'll be there swallowing the motherfucking key

What happened to the cool kids?

The think you're better than me, always being rude kids?

The peak in highschool, then what you gonna do kids?

Sports scholarship, but what you gon pursue kids?

Yeah

I heard this shit from a good friend

Home girl stepping up, she took a big stand

She told me bout all of the shit done with your two hands

You put your hands around a girls neck up on your daddy's new Benz

And how about that bitch who hosted the orgy parties?

She lived up in her daddy's mansion and looked like Barbie

Then four years went by, and what happened to you?

You still bragging 'bout the shit that you hosted in school

Man, I remember, girl, you used to be so innocent

We drifted slowly, man, but honestly that's heaven sent

We both whores now, but girl, I ain't nothing like you

I kept my head low and didn't sell my soul to be cool

What happened to the cool kids?

The think you're better than me, always being rude kids?

The peak in highschool, then what you gonna do kids?

Sports scholarship, but what you gon pursue kids?

Yeah

I heard this shit from a good friend

Home girl stepping up, she took a big stand

She told me bout all of the shit done with your two hands

You put your hands around a girls neck up on your daddy's new Benz

They pour vodka, and they mix it with the lemonade

And take advantage of the girls so they can get laid

Those fucking creeps think they running some escapade

Shit made me sicker than the bitch I liked in seventh grade

So honestly, looking back, I'm glad I didn't hang

With drug abusers that would hit girls in they fucking face

Ain't even been a year, and everyone forgot 'bout you

But hold onto that you were popular in highschool