Meet The Bucks

[Verse]

Dear Starbucks in the Pentagon

I'm not exactly sure what kind of substance all your men are on

But I'm pretty sure it leaves a metal canister when it's spent and gone

Going through pack after pack

You understand the cameras have you cracking through those in the back?

Game set, you're brain-dead

The shop's the same all afternoon

The morning's horrible, true

But you'll just be acting like you're busy soon

'Cause who the fuck wants coffee at three P.M. in the day?

Who wants to be awakе?

Yeah, we're hеre with something to say

You speak on corporate greed

But I don't believe you really should

Your corporate just decreed that your bathroom doors are locked for good

Right after your CEO got a bonus ninty-six thousand grand

And sandwiches look like this now?

Like is that shit still even ham?

Your place is safe here

These dumb feds love your shitty little snacks

No kitchen in the back

We hear you yap and yap, pray you relax

Acting superior but we know you're not remotely built the same

Here you yell numbers like us since they're not allowed to give you names

We know you lied about your taxes (You lied)

You try your slick evasion (You try)

You try against employees' wills to end unionization (You try)

You lied about the red cups (You lied)

You lied about pay equity (You lied)

I tried to do a food trade and the barista nearly arrested me (I tried)

You lied about your product being premium and deluxe (You lied)

You lie with every latte, know there's only cream in the cup (You lie)

You lie as much as us, you say it's fresh? It's from the back of a truck (You lie)

So don't you act all high and mighty like you actually give a fuck

Meet the Bucks