Burts Bees by Lil Yump Lyrics
Cue cards telling me how to react
I don't need ur opinion cause I'm already phat
(Ph phat)
U should act a little bit better than that
Being rude isn't cool even when you're a rat
Got the rhymes and the time and the pricey gold flat
But you ain't got nothin, you little fucking brat
Im done with first verse now, straight to the chorus, you might not understand, so take a thesaurus
Burt's bees
Ur looking like a cat bout to freeze
These knees
Tryna find a way to complete
My keys
They inna minute key machine
That breeze
On a cruise to meet somе fleas
I'm comin after you, what, tickles thе name?
You may have got style but rappins my game
Ur rapping bout girls and cash and fame
Also bout, no wait it's all the same
I know you won't diss me, I'm what's his name
But if you lose followers, I'm to blame
Just sit back and look out the window pane
And keep on repeating "this song is lame"
Burt's bees
Ur looking like a cat bout to freeze
These knees
Tryna find a way to complete
My keys
They inna minute key machine
That breeze
On a cruise to meet some fleas
Im possessive, and aggressive and a little too much
Oh shit I meant you, sorry I slipped up…
Your songs are boring and you're in a rut
They want fresh and new, so that's my stuff
Your managers are listening, saying "oooh that was tough"
Cause little baby tickle can't handle my
Puff
I'm done with this diss and i kept good flow
But I've got another bomb that I'd like to blow
Tickles gotta learn not to tell, but show
Cause lil yumps comin and he's taking ur throne
I don't need ur opinion cause I'm already phat
(Ph phat)
U should act a little bit better than that
Being rude isn't cool even when you're a rat
Got the rhymes and the time and the pricey gold flat
But you ain't got nothin, you little fucking brat
Im done with first verse now, straight to the chorus, you might not understand, so take a thesaurus
Burt's bees
Ur looking like a cat bout to freeze
These knees
Tryna find a way to complete
My keys
They inna minute key machine
That breeze
On a cruise to meet somе fleas
I'm comin after you, what, tickles thе name?
You may have got style but rappins my game
Ur rapping bout girls and cash and fame
Also bout, no wait it's all the same
I know you won't diss me, I'm what's his name
But if you lose followers, I'm to blame
Just sit back and look out the window pane
And keep on repeating "this song is lame"
Burt's bees
Ur looking like a cat bout to freeze
These knees
Tryna find a way to complete
My keys
They inna minute key machine
That breeze
On a cruise to meet some fleas
Im possessive, and aggressive and a little too much
Oh shit I meant you, sorry I slipped up…
Your songs are boring and you're in a rut
They want fresh and new, so that's my stuff
Your managers are listening, saying "oooh that was tough"
Cause little baby tickle can't handle my
Puff
I'm done with this diss and i kept good flow
But I've got another bomb that I'd like to blow
Tickles gotta learn not to tell, but show
Cause lil yumps comin and he's taking ur throne