For thousands of years, humans have misunderstood them
And feared them
They see me as small
An insignificant pest
Well maybe they were right
But they haven't seen the rest
I've been hiding for so long
But now you have been warned
I'm here with Lil Mosquito
And we 'bout to cause a swarm
See, the beat is called a joke
They don't see me as I am
They wanna watch me choke
From the smoke that's in their cans
You mess with one of us
And you will meet the hive
We attacking you with tracks
From the greatest that's alive
Swarm (Not the-, not the-)
(Not the bees!)
Swarm (Ahh!)
(Not the-, not the-, not the bees!)
Swarm (Not the-, not the-)
(Not the bees!)
Swarm (Ahh!)
Swarm, bye (Not the-, not the-, not the bees!)
I'm going to get to the bottom of this
You have a plan?
Yes, plan bee!
Bitch you know me, I'm gonna go and make a swarm
I spit all these bars
Fuckers, it's getting warm
We pull up, shoutout to A.J., you get harm
You snitch ass call the cops 'cause we ringing the alarms
I shoot y'all niggas, I got the trigger finger
I stay in the game, you know that I linger
I count these checks, I ball like Shaq
You talkin that shit, we pull up with the TEC
We tote big poles, got the white in my nose
And we making them waves 'cause I just fucked your hoe
Gonna get the Gucci, take yo bitch to the movies
Pussy pink like Kirby, suck it up like Kirby
You old ass niggas way past 'til 30s
Go retire cause you ain't been learning
We the next of the motherfucking tides be turning
Y'all motherfuckers' dicks small, just like raisins
Motherfucker, A Boogie wit da Hoodie
We be swervin', aye!
Swarm (Not the-, not the-)
(Not the bees!)
(Ahh!)
(Not the-, not the-, not the bees!)
(Not the-, not the-)
(Not the bees!)
(Ahh!)
(Not the-, not the-, not the bees!)
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(Not the-, not the-)
(Not the bees!)
(Ahh!)
(Not the-, not the-, not the bees!)
(Not the-, not the-)
(Not the bees!)
(Ahh!)
(Not the-, not the-, not the bees!)
Mosquito is the glue
And I put on the show
We're here to push the envelope
Don't care about the dough
'Cause success is just a bonus
If we make it, never know
The music's just a scapegoat
When the winds begin to blow
So take a step back
Let us take you through the ringer
As you strap in through an album
That is plaguing with our stingers
We cook up the heat
You have now been warned
What you're 'bout to hear
Will leave you people torn
Swarm
Swarm