Dick In The Box (Paranoid Ex Mix)

[Verse 1]
You were peeking through the blinds at noon
GPS on my phone like a cartoon
Asking who liked my pic at 2 a.m
Bruh
That’s my cousin
Why you textin’ him?
Tracking every emoji I send
Interrogate me
Then “we’re dead”
You swear the waiter flirted at our table
You jealous of the Wi‑Fi cable
[Chorus]
You’re a dick in a box
All wrapped up in your thoughts
Paranoid deluxe
Think the whole world wants what you got
You’re a dick in a box
Baby
That’s your brand new job
Living in your own head
Locked
(Yeah) certified dick in a box
[Verse 2]
You said my Uber driver “smiled too long”
You screenshot my playlist like it’s wrong
“If you don’t cheat
Then why that song?”
You arguing with Spotify all night long
You checked my horoscope more than me
“Scorpio rising? That’s your sneaky streak”
You fought my phone
Then you fought the mirror
Only red flag was getting clearer
[Chorus]
You’re a dick in a box
All wrapped up in your thoughts
Paranoid deluxe
Think the whole world wants what you got
You’re a dick in a box
Baby
That’s your brand new job
Living in your own head
Locked
(Oh) certified dick in a box
[Bridge]
Everybody’s “out to get you”
Baby
Have you met you? (hey!)
You versus reality
Score’s 10‑2
I shipped your stuff
Don’t worry
It won’t text you
[Chorus]
You’re a dick in a box
All wrapped up in your thoughts
Paranoid deluxe
Think the whole world wants what you got
You’re a dick in a box
Return to sender
That’s the plot
Someone else can pick you up
I’m off the clock
Later to the dick in a box

Playful pop-rap parody with female vocals, bouncy drum groove, rubbery bass, and bright synth stabs. Half-spoken, half-sung verses with tight comedic timing; chorus opens up with big stacked gang vocals and clap-heavy beat. Bridge strips to bass and snaps, then everything slams back for a final, shout-along hook.