I'm sorry that people
Are so jealous of me
But I can’t help it
That I'm popular
Coldest bitch of the century
Is it my fault you mini-me's
Can’t overthrow the queen?
Face card reminds 'em God
Has vision, not so byzantine
Pollinating with your hubby
You ain't got no sting, honey
Just let it bee
KYS - go kiss death like Persephone
Fit it harder than a bus
Leave 'em gawking when I strut
Throwing ass, go fetch
Saint-Laurent designer clutch
Yeah, make him shake from a kiss
Swerve the hellcat, boy, my windows black-tint
Say he love me, but I'm just not convincеd
Get it gone, boy, you ain't my prince
[Pre-Chorus: Jenny]
Hold your brеath now, baby
Stop the clocks and check the date, see?
Nothing has me bitchier
Than pink on a Wednesday, oh no
Mean, cut you at the seams
Love to play pretend
No one's fucking with the queen
Beep, beep, bitch, please, out here, I am she
The girlies stay on ten
In my Burn Book fake hoes be, so mean
I can't help but be
The person people wanna be (sorry)
I can’t help myself when stupid
Stands too close to me (I’m sorry)
Show 'em something they can’t
Get at home on DVD
Got a hand of hearts and
One by one, I start to squeeze
Yeah, get in, loser
You little beggars can't be choosers
He's a drooler, clueless suitors
Getting lost in the stupor
Talk cray? I'll snap on a bitch
Walking on eggshells or daggers?
Like bitch, take your pick
I’m spreading them rumours until
You get snatched by your wig
Slap the plastics right out of your tits
Change it up, that's what the walk
In wardrobe's for
Breaking up, lose the number
I don't talk to whores
Hey, pretty girl, if you do as I do
You might find that I provide
A little space for you, so don't
Hold your breath now, baby
Stop the clocks and check the date, see?
Nothing has me bitchier
Than pink on a Wednesday, oh no
Mean, cut you at the seams
Love to play pretend
No one's fucking with the queen
Beep, beep, bitch, please, out here, I am she
The girlies stay on ten
In my Burn Book fake hoes be, so mean
Ah, OMG, like they owe their goddess
Serving cunt, you know a bitch is on it
Clothing spree, I am the one hot topic
Never come in at second
But if it bores me, I'll drop it
I am the apex predator, I'm sure you've heard
If you piss me off, someone gets hurt
Don't test me, bitch! When will people learn?
I'm not afraid to watch the world burn
Mean, cut you at the seams
Love to play pretend
No one's fucking with the queen
Beep, beep, bitch, please, out here, I am she
The girlies stay on ten
In my Burn Book fake hoes be, so mean
Meaning & Review HalaCG - Burn Book (feat. Lollia, DayumDahlia, jen)
The track "Burn Book" by HalaCG featuring Lollia, DayumDahlia, and Jenny is a true anthem for anyone who loves energetic styles, bold lyrics, and the vibe of cinematic "mean girls." It’s not just a song but a complete visual and sonic concept that nods to iconic imagery while adding a modern twist and genuine aggression. This track is a perfect example of how you can take a well-known theme and turn it into something more than just a tribute. The tone is set from the very first second with the line "coldest bitch of the century," immediately getting you into the right vibe, and from there, the intensity just builds. The lyrics about "popular girl groups" and bold lines like "slap the plastics out ur tits" might seem playful, but they carry an undeniable edge, as if you’re genuinely under the power of these girls, who you can’t defeat. This is where it gets interesting: the song isn’t just about cynical stereotypes of school bullies; it’s also about how they can become real icons who set trends.
Each of the artists brings their own unique flair. Lollia, with her slightly raspy voice, almost seems to guide everyone in the right direction, and her "bullying" line has a hypnotic allure. At the same time, HalaCG balances between rapping and singing, giving the song a particularly sharp and dangerous edge. Yet, there’s harmony here too: the moments when the other artists join in on the choruses enhance this effect, adding melodic, almost attacking vocals. "Burn Book" could easily serve as a soundtrack for scenes with "bad girls from school" and could probably fit right into any teen show or movie. Despite all the exaggerated elements, this track doesn’t feel like a parody; it feels like an honest and bold statement. Because of this, each line comes across not just as part of a meme or joke, but as a real declaration. For example, lines like "Pollinating with your hubby, you ain’t got no sting honey just let it be" take on a special weight in the context of the entire song, becoming not only sharp but also deep in their metaphorical meaning.
And, of course, we can’t forget the visual aspect. The video for "Burn Book" is not just an addition; it’s a true cinematic realization of the song’s concept, amplifying its atmosphere. Every scene is packed with style, from the costumes to the colors — everything is designed to highlight the persona that the song conveys. The combination of visual effects and editing strengthens the feeling that you’re watching a real music video featuring your favorite characters from the movie, and it works perfectly. Critics might argue that the song doesn’t bring anything revolutionary, but that’s beside the point. This is mood music, meant for getting hyped like these "girls" and enjoying the moment when the whole world revolves around your wit and sass. This song isn’t for those looking for something deep and philosophical; it’s for those who want to indulge in an iconic vibe and briefly become a "bad girl."
In the end, if this song were a cinematic moment, it would be the closing credits of a classic teen film that knows exactly what it takes to become an icon.
January 27, 2024