(Verse 1)
Pink nails, big hair, strut like I own the street,
I’m the snack, the meal, the gourmet treat.
Yeah, I’m cute, but don’t get fooled by the glitter,
I’m sweet till I’m not — then I turn way bitter.
I walk in and boys trip over they feet,
Girls whisper “oh damn, she really that chic.”
I’m a bubblegum brat with a cherry-gloss bite,
Don’t cross me unless you wanna lose your night.
(Pre-Chorus)
Yeah, I smile real sweet but my tongue got claws,
I don’t need your vibe — baby, I bend the laws.
I’m a heartbreaker wrapped up in cotton-candy pink,
If you step to me wrong, I’ll end you in a blink.
(Chorus)
I’m a bubblegum bitch with a sugar-coated sting,
Got a sassy little strut like I run everything.
You can talk all you want — I don’t hear a damn thing,
I’m the princess, the queen, the whole pink-ring.
Yeah, bubblegum bitch with an attitude mean,
Cute like a doll but I fight like a teen.
Try to come for me? Baby, keep it routine —
’Cause I’ll knock you out clean while my gloss stay sheeny.
(Verse 2)
I’m a brat, I’m a menace, I’m a pretty little problem,
Got a list of ex-crushes and I didn’t even want ’em.
I’m a pink-tinted hurricane wrapped up in lace,
I’ll steal your spotlight with a flip of my face.
Yeah, I gossip in heels, yeah, I walk like a threat,
You ain’t met a girl like me — best believe that bet.
I’m sugar on the tongue, poison when you test,
And I’ll ruin your day while lookin’ my best.
(Pre-Chorus)
I’m the queen of the scene with a glitter-cut knife,
If you jealous, just say it — I been running your life.
Cuteness lethal, call it weaponized charm,
One wink from me and you sound the alarm.
(Chorus)
I’m a bubblegum bitch with a sugar-coated sting,
Got a sassy little strut like I run everything.
You can talk all you want — I don’t hear a damn thing,
I’m the princess, the queen, the whole pink-ring.
Yeah, bubblegum bitch with an attitude mean,
Cute like a doll but I fight like a teen.
Try to come for me? Baby, keep it routine —
’Cause I’ll knock you out clean while my gloss stay sheeny.
(Bridge)
Lip gloss poppin’, hips still rockin’,
If you talk trash — baby, I’m eavesdroppin’.
Then I laugh, flip my hair, spark a whole new scene,
Burn a hater down slow like kerosene.
(Final Chorus)
Bubblegum bitch with the sugar and spice,
Yeah I’m cute, but I never play nice.
Diamond attitude, cold as ice,
You can’t touch me — take that advice.
Bubblegum bitch with a vibe supreme,
Girly, sassy, petty, mean —
And I’ll stay on top, reignin’ pink and clean,
’Cause I’m the baddest little brat on your screen.
BLACKLARK
