Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cyrus
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Hutchings
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cyrus
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I made a beat in twenty minutes 'cause I had some things to say
Never in my feelings, but I'm feeling shit today
Always on my mind, but you never in the way
Promise I'm still coming, you know that I'm always late
[Verse 2]
You're cute, you're cute, you're cute
You're too cute for me
You're too cute, too good
You're too pure for me
Too good for the world, I tell you
You're too cute for me
You're too cute for me, you're too cute for me
And you know, you know, you know
You're too cute for me
You're too cute for me, you're too cute for me
[Verse 3]
And I die inside when I'm round you
Want to introduce to my mama
Want to see you smile when you down
You know
So cute
Yeah, I'm this lame (So lame)
Want to give you my name (The whole thang)
[Verse 4]
I've been trying to find the
I've been trying to find the words
I've been trying to find the words
Saxophone, it's your turn
[Verse 5]
Yeah, uh, and this the sunken place
Y'all just simmer down and do your thing and go away
No apologies, I say what I say
You with me, then you with me, if you're not then, well, it's bye
Y'all just wanna lie, so you can get fucked
Bunch of bottom dwellers in a tank, 'cause you suck
Nothing but some sheep, drink your Kool-Aid
And I'ma drink this wine, 'cause my bottle stay aged
And my products stands time and my walk stays paved
And my team good now
Every got it made
Ain't no blades in your back, cry a lake, you a fake
You ain't even got a back, you all front, two-faced
This is one for the culture, y'all is some vultures
Bunch of Drake knock-offs and Logic flow poachers
Me, I'm in the moments, y'all is into cities
And ain't nobody even know about you in your city
You can keep that petty shit, ribbons for your drama
Ever since I started making beats, I'm a problem
Ever since I started doing me, I'ma solve it
Y'all is throwing salt, homie, I'm a solvent
I made twenty racks in one week 'cause I'm me
So talkin' get expensive when you hang around me
I had to hit stop for a second just to plot
'Cause this shit I got coming gonna take it up a notch
[Verse 6]
You're too cute, baby
You're too cute for me
You're too cute for me
Cute, you're cute, you're cute
You're too cute for me
You're too cute, too good
You're too pure for me
Too good for the world, I tell you
You're too cute for me
You're too cute for me, you're too cute for me
And you know, you know, you know
You're too cute for me
You're too cute for me, you're too cute for me
[Verse 7]
And I die inside when I'm 'round you
Want to introduce to my mama
Want to see you smile when you down
You know
So cute
Yeah, I'm this lame (So lame)
Want to give you my name (The whole thang)
(Fuck)
[Verse 8]
Ain't damn a thing you could say
You don't want the smoke, seen you blow that shit away
Open up your mouth, but me, I get around
You talk a little something, but it's me that run the plays
It's never been enough, leave me always wanting more
I can't be around a bunch of people being bored
Me, I bop to Marcus some unreleased Phour
Went and got 'be happy' on the wrist, 'cause I'm sure of it
Heard of a whole lot of rappers, that's my kids
Dropped 'em off at school, turned around and mopped the floor
Had to cop the gold New Balance with them jeans on
I don't ever sit in stands, in the huddle with the teams
Never wasting highs, only follow me
Laid up in the sand, catching rays at the beach
Nothing but some socks and the chains on my neck
And that shit cute as hell, that's just me being me, that's just
[Verse 9]
That's just me being
Me
Written by: Christian Hutchings, Cyrus Hutchings