Pretty Flipping Rude

[Verse 1]
Walked in late
Like the room was yours (okay)
Took my seat
Then you asked
“you sure?”
Rolled your eyes
Like I broke some rule
That was rude
Pretty flipping rude
[Pre-Chorus]
You act like you’re the main show (uh-huh)
Like everybody should just know
But I’m not here to kiss your crown
I’m just here to call you out right now
[Chorus]
That was rude
Pretty flipping rude (so rude)
Talking like you’re better than the whole damn room
You’re entitled
Entitled and confused
Keep your drama
I’ll keep my mood
‘Cause that was rude
Pretty flipping rude (hey)
You can keep that attitude
It’s all on you
You’re entitled
Entitled
Kinda cruel
Guess you really think the world owes you
[Verse 2]
Name-drop list
Like a shopping cart
Say “no offense”
Then you tear apart
Every girl
Just for how she moves
That’s not cute
It’s pretty flipping rude
[Pre-Chorus]
You say
“Babe
I’m just honest” (sure)
But you love being the hottest
Newsflash
You’re not the weather
Storm’s passed
I’m feeling better
[Chorus]
That was rude
Pretty flipping rude (so rude)
Talking like you’re better than the whole damn room
You’re entitled
Entitled and confused
Keep your drama
I’ll keep my mood
‘Cause that was rude
Pretty flipping rude (yeah)
You can keep that attitude
It’s all on you
You’re entitled
Entitled
Kinda cruel
Guess you really think the world owes you
[Bridge]
I’m not your extra
I’m the lead (uh)
I’m not your mirror
I won’t bleed
For every cut-back comment you approved
I’m done
I’m through
I’m over you (over you)
[Chorus]
That was rude
Pretty flipping rude (so rude)
Talking like you’re better than the whole damn room
You’re entitled
Entitled and confused
Keep your drama
I’ll keep my mood
‘Cause that was rude
Pretty flipping rude (hey)
Spin around
Take a look at you
You’re entitled
Entitled
Here’s the truth
I’m the one who walks away
I choose

pop, Glossy Y2K-tinged bubblegum pop with bright synth stabs, snappy acoustic guitar, and a bouncy four-on-the-floor groove; female vocals with a sassy valley-girl lilt, tight doubles on the hook, and playful gang shouts in the chorus. Pre-chorus pulls the energy down with filtered drums and whispered asides, then chorus explodes with stacked harmonies, claps, and fizzy risers.