Talking about the track with Apple Music, Ashnikko said:
“I was dealing with some very toxic men in the music industry and toxic boys in my life and was just like, “I’m over it. Don’t treat me like shit anymore. I literally will not tolerate it.” I was understanding what boundaries were. There’s sadness here, for sure, and I think a real disappointment with men. It’s less “Go fuck yourself” and more like “Please stop placing your emotional trauma onto me and just pay for therapy.” I think the people who listen to my music will appreciate the vulnerability. It’s very important to me that people understand that it’s not all confidence”.
Little Boy
Ashnikko Lyrics
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You think a bitch is settled like the dust, but I'm outta here
There's not a man on earth that I trust
You can keep the image of my butt as a souvenir
Unfortunately, you made the mistake of underestimating me
Coulda, shoulda, woulda, but you did it, aha
It's a therapist you need
Could, shoulda, woulda, fuck it
Little boy, who you think you're talking to?
Please don't think that the sex is gonna cloud my view
'Cause I'm done tolerating bullshit
Give you my love and you don't know what to do with it
Little boy, who you, who you think you're talking to?
Please don't think that the sex is gonna cloud my view
'Cause I'm done tolerating bullshit
Give you my love and you don't know what to do with it
Women hold the weight of the world
But you still talk down and call me, "Little girl", I hate that shit
It's a "no" if she needs to be coerced
My body's not an object or dessert, I am not your bitch
I am not your bitch, wanna see me switch
Get psycho, like they say I am
Scared of me, you flinch
I don't need your inches, ya'll in my mentions
I feel fuckboy rich, think you're slick
I burn bridges quick
I won't sacrifice my humanity, sanity for the dick, I won't
Unfortunately, you made the mistake of underestimating me
Coulda, shoulda, woulda, but you did it, aha
It's a therapist you need
Could, shoulda, woulda, fuck it
Little boy, who you think you're talking to?
Please don't think that the sex is gonna cloud my view
'Cause I'm done tolerating bullshit
Give you my love and you don't know what to do with it
Little boy, who you, who you think you're talking to?
Please don't think that the sex is gonna cloud my view
'Cause I'm done tolerating bullshit
Give you my love and you don't know what to do with it
Little boy, who you, who you think you're talking to?
Who you think you're talking to?
Little boy, who, who you think you're talking to?
Who you think you're talking to?
(Hey, Grandpa, drop the beat)
In "Little Boy," Ashnikko takes on a confrontational tone and challenges the behavior of a partner who underestimates and mistreats her. Throughout the song, she makes it clear that she will no longer tolerate being disrespected or treated as an object. The opening lines serve as a warning to her partner that she is not to be underestimated, and she will not hesitate to leave if they fail to appreciate her worth. She then addresses the way that women are often talked down to and infantilized, rejecting the "little girl" label and asserting that coercion is not acceptable. Ashnikko steps into a more assertive and empowering role towards the end of the song, stating that she won't sacrifice her humanity, sanity, or dignity for a partner who doesn't know how to handle her love.
In this song, Ashnikko delivers a powerful message about respect and empowerment that is relevant to women and femmes everywhere. She highlights how women often have to navigate a world that doesn't prioritize their autonomy or agency, and she refuses to play along with that narrative. Additionally, Ashnikko's delivery is sharp and confident, commanding attention and conveying strength even as she addresses difficult and sensitive topics. The instrumental production also complements Ashnikko's performance, featuring a pulsing drumbeat and distorted synths that add intensity and urgency to the track.
Line by Line Meaning
Oh you think you're worth all the fuss?
Are you so valuable that you deserve all this attention?
You think a bitch is settled like the dust, but I'm outta here
You believe I'm a pushover, but I'm done with you
There's not a man on earth that I trust
I don't have confidence in any man
You can keep the image of my butt as a souvenir
You can remember my behind as a keepsake, but that's it
Unfortunately, you made the mistake of underestimating me
It's regrettable that you didn't respect me enough
Coulda, shoulda, woulda, but you did it, aha
You had other options, but you went ahead and did it
It's a therapist you need
You need help, and a therapist can provide that
Could, shoulda, woulda, fuck it
You could have done better, but you didn't, and now you have to deal with it
Women hold the weight of the world
Women bear a lot of responsibility
But you still talk down and call me, "Little girl", I hate that shit
You belittle me and call me a child, and I don't appreciate it
It's a "no" if she needs to be coerced
If a woman is not willing, don't pressure her
My body's not an object or dessert, I am not your bitch
My body is not yours to objectify, and I am not your property
I am not your bitch, wanna see me switch
I will not be subservient to you, and I can be dangerous if you push me
Get psycho, like they say I am
I can act crazy if needed, as people like to accuse me of doing
Scared of me, you flinch
You're afraid of me, and it shows
I don't need your inches, ya'll in my mentions
I don't want your attention or advances, and yet you keep trying
I feel fuckboy rich, think you're slick
I feel like I'm being used by someone who thinks they're clever
I burn bridges quick
I cut ties with people easily
I won't sacrifice my humanity, sanity for the dick, I won't
I refuse to lose my dignity or sanity for sex
Little boy, who you think you're talking to?
Who do you think you're addressing?
Please don't think that the sex is gonna cloud my view
Don't assume that sex will sway my judgement
'Cause I'm done tolerating bullshit
I won't put up with nonsense anymore
Give you my love and you don't know what to do with it
I give you my affection, but you don't know how to handle it
Little boy, who you, who you think you're talking to?
Who are you trying to talk to?
Who you think you're talking to?
Who do you believe is listening to you?
(Hey, Grandpa, drop the beat)
An unrelated and humorous line spoken to someone named Grandpa
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Ashton Nicole Casey, Oscar Benjamin Alexander Scheller
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@CoralineMoth
“It’s a ‘no’ if she needs to be coerced” FACTS
@fantasmaghoulical
YEEES NO MEANS NO
@kassandrakid9440
Exactly why am back here watching this again and crying at the same time. No one ever fucking talks about that. Say a quick hello to our raging rape culture. Have a good day though. Thanks for making the comment.
@CoralineMoth
@Anie Fran 💖💖💖 I’m glad more people like Ash are making it clear that no means no. Take care of yourself love. 💖💖💖
@kassandrakid9440
@Coraline thank u. U too❤️❤️❤️
@sara.s.7032
I absolutely love that line
@grimbch
"it's a therapist you need" THE WAY SHE SAID "NEED"
@echocourtouke
it was the best part of the song
@trollingmermaids
literally obsessed with the way she says it
@grimbch
@Lyssa Lynn ikr