Know Your Place
演唱：Meowtastic Studio(Intro – Spoken)
Oh honey…
You really thought you did something, huh?
That’s cute.
(Verse 1)
You walk in like you own the room
Meanwhile, we just tryna vacuum
Loud mouth, small brain—what a mix
Tryna throw shade but missin' the bricks
Callin’ shots from the nosebleed seat
Actin' like a queen but can't take heat
You talk big—how brave of you
From behind that keyboard too!
(Chorus)
Know your place, sweetheart, sit back down
You wear a fake crown in a plastic town
Tryna be bad, but bless your heart
You just background noise, not even chart
Know your lane, don’t cross the line
You're not main dish—you're side of whine
Smile pretty, stay on pitch
And remember—know your place, bitch (mwah)
(Verse 2)
You gossip more than grandma's crew
And half as interesting, if that's true
You throw words like glitter and glue
But all that sticks? Just your own boo-boo
You wanna battle? That’s so bold
But sweetie, I don’t fight mold
You say you’re fierce, I say you tried
Now go rehearse that weak clapback—bye!
(Bridge – Sung, sweetly)
Oh, bless your little heart
You tried to play the part
But this ain’t dress-up day
And I don’t come to play
(Final Chorus)
Know your place, sweetheart, sit back down
Your ego’s big but your bars? Just clown
Tryna come for me? That’s rich
Now take a selfie—crop that glitch
Know your lane, this ain’t your show
You drop one line, I steal the flow
Kiss the air, blow a switch—
Lights out now... know your place, bitch
(Outro – Spoken, sarcastic whisper)
You almost had it.
No, really.
...Okay, no.
Oh honey…
You really thought you did something, huh?
That’s cute.
(Verse 1)
You walk in like you own the room
Meanwhile, we just tryna vacuum
Loud mouth, small brain—what a mix
Tryna throw shade but missin' the bricks
Callin’ shots from the nosebleed seat
Actin' like a queen but can't take heat
You talk big—how brave of you
From behind that keyboard too!
(Chorus)
Know your place, sweetheart, sit back down
You wear a fake crown in a plastic town
Tryna be bad, but bless your heart
You just background noise, not even chart
Know your lane, don’t cross the line
You're not main dish—you're side of whine
Smile pretty, stay on pitch
And remember—know your place, bitch (mwah)
(Verse 2)
You gossip more than grandma's crew
And half as interesting, if that's true
You throw words like glitter and glue
But all that sticks? Just your own boo-boo
You wanna battle? That’s so bold
But sweetie, I don’t fight mold
You say you’re fierce, I say you tried
Now go rehearse that weak clapback—bye!
(Bridge – Sung, sweetly)
Oh, bless your little heart
You tried to play the part
But this ain’t dress-up day
And I don’t come to play
(Final Chorus)
Know your place, sweetheart, sit back down
Your ego’s big but your bars? Just clown
Tryna come for me? That’s rich
Now take a selfie—crop that glitch
Know your lane, this ain’t your show
You drop one line, I steal the flow
Kiss the air, blow a switch—
Lights out now... know your place, bitch
(Outro – Spoken, sarcastic whisper)
You almost had it.
No, really.
...Okay, no.