(Verse 1)
I’m six, I’m slick, don’t mess with my vibe,
I’m the boss of this crib, yeah, I run this tribe.
Want my cookies? Nah, you better not try,
Cross me one time, you’ll see my side-eye.
I’m grumpy, yo, when things don’t go my way,
Stomp my feet hard, make the whole room sway.
My face says it all, got that attitude poppin’,
Keep pushin’ my buttons, you’ll wish you were stoppin’.
(Chorus)
I’m a six-year-old rebel, don’t mess with my mood,
Give me that look, and you’re gonna get BOOED!
Hands on my hips, yeah, I’m ready to fight,
This kid’s got the ‘tude, and I’m feelin’ just right!
(Verse 2)
Don’t touch my blankie, that’s my blue best friend,
You grab it, I swear, it’s your end, no pretend.
No tablet time? Yo, you must be insane,
Say that again, I’ll bring the hurricane!
My face gettin’ red, cheeks hot like a flame,
You’re testin’ this kid, but I ain’t playin’ no game.
Tell me “calm down”? Psh, you don’t know me,
I’ll sass you so hard, you’ll be beggin’ for mercy.
(Chorus)
I’m a six-year-old rebel, don’t mess with my mood,
Give me that look, and you’re gonna get BOOED!
Hands on my hips, yeah, I’m ready to fight,
This kid’s got the ‘tude, and I’m feelin’ just right!
(Bridge)
I might be small, but my heart’s real big,
Cross this tiny queen, and I’ll dance my jig.
I’ll huff, I’ll puff, I’ll glare with my eyes,
You’ll wish you said yes to my fries and my pies!
(Chorus)
I’m a six-year-old rebel, don’t mess with my mood,
Give me that look, and you’re gonna get BOOED!
Hands on my hips, yeah, I’m ready to fight,
This kid’s got the ‘tude, and I’m feelin’ just right!
(Outro)
So watch what you say, don’t step in my zone,
This six-year-old’s fierce, I’m bad to the bone.
Attitude’s my crown, I wear it with pride,
Little but mighty, I’m runnin’ this ride!
