The Bugs Are Really Bad Out Here Spose (Ft. Chris Webby & Lily Frost)
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[Verse 1: Spose]
I was focused and fly like locusts in the sky
'til the cocoon broke and I arrived, you wanna pimp a butterfly?
I swarm to get more light
Can't stop feelin' like a moth to the porch light
Fendin' off competitors, my wings in a sword fight
I will be the last one alive, it's not Fortnite
It's wicked in the thicket
Staccato chirpin', listen, the crickets are violinists
I'm runnin' from a dozen mosquitos, it's vampiric
Eatin' off you and your buds and you can't hear it
Woods aren't safe, you could get hurt in there
I put bug spray all over my sweatshirt and hair, because the
[Chorus: Lily Frost, Spose & Chris Webby]
Bugs are really bad out here
The bugs are really bad out here
Smack 'em if you catch 'em, do the best you can
That's the price you gotta pay, comin' 'round this way
(I said the) bugs are really bad out here
B-b-bugs are bad out here
Smack 'em if you catch 'em, do the best you can (Webby)
That's the price you gotta pay, comin' 'round this way
[Verse 2: Chris Webby]
I'm comin' from the, top soil, I be movin' underneath the grass
My hive is loyal, so don't make them killer bees attack
Evil, half arachnid with that venom drippin' off the fangs
A white reclusey, my bite induces an awful pain (ow!)
It's all a game as I spin 'em into the web
Kill 'em dead, pluck they wings and rip off all six of they legs (ha)
Webby sick in the head, I need some different meds
Disregardin' what the motherfuckin' syllabus said
Because the (bugs are really bad out here) you'll hear 'em creepin' up
Those lawless creepy crawlers all just wanna eat you up
Firefly burnin' you, with a clever word or two
Rock a yellow jacket with a sting that you're allergic to
I'm that golden scarab that's inscribed in the sarcophagus
No insecticide that could stop this shit and it's obvious
To every entomologist that ain't nobody hotter
So bitch, go and get your fly swatter, 'cause now you know the
I was focused and fly like locusts in the sky
'til the cocoon broke and I arrived, you wanna pimp a butterfly?
I swarm to get more light
Can't stop feelin' like a moth to the porch light
Fendin' off competitors, my wings in a sword fight
I will be the last one alive, it's not Fortnite
It's wicked in the thicket
Staccato chirpin', listen, the crickets are violinists
I'm runnin' from a dozen mosquitos, it's vampiric
Eatin' off you and your buds and you can't hear it
Woods aren't safe, you could get hurt in there
I put bug spray all over my sweatshirt and hair, because the
[Chorus: Lily Frost, Spose & Chris Webby]
Bugs are really bad out here
The bugs are really bad out here
Smack 'em if you catch 'em, do the best you can
That's the price you gotta pay, comin' 'round this way
(I said the) bugs are really bad out here
B-b-bugs are bad out here
Smack 'em if you catch 'em, do the best you can (Webby)
That's the price you gotta pay, comin' 'round this way
[Verse 2: Chris Webby]
I'm comin' from the, top soil, I be movin' underneath the grass
My hive is loyal, so don't make them killer bees attack
Evil, half arachnid with that venom drippin' off the fangs
A white reclusey, my bite induces an awful pain (ow!)
It's all a game as I spin 'em into the web
Kill 'em dead, pluck they wings and rip off all six of they legs (ha)
Webby sick in the head, I need some different meds
Disregardin' what the motherfuckin' syllabus said
Because the (bugs are really bad out here) you'll hear 'em creepin' up
Those lawless creepy crawlers all just wanna eat you up
Firefly burnin' you, with a clever word or two
Rock a yellow jacket with a sting that you're allergic to
I'm that golden scarab that's inscribed in the sarcophagus
No insecticide that could stop this shit and it's obvious
To every entomologist that ain't nobody hotter
So bitch, go and get your fly swatter, 'cause now you know the
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