Simp Story

Hey baby, can I talk to you real quick? (Yeah, yeah)
 Yeah, I just had some shit on my chest, you feel me?
 You know, a lot of shit from my past life
 You know, I just wanted to vent to you about it
 And I just wanna tell you some of my confessions about her
 You know, I ain't talkin' 'bout no Usher, but, you feel me?
 I just really need to get this shit off my chest
 You know, a long time coming
 Yeah, uh, yeah
 Gucci garments and Chanel purses
 She's tryna go hit up Saks Ave
 I'm 'bout to put her Pink Dolphin
 Hopin' that she's not gon' get mad
 Well, huh, you better be glad
 'Cause I got a new thing and she's so bad
 So stop all that talkin', DJ Vlad
 I'm hopin' you satisfied, I got a bag
 We finna go to take a trip to the Ross
 Shoppin' in clearance, I care 'bout the cost
 Bought her Dasani, ain't fuckin' with Voss
 Self made, sayin' she her own damn boss
 She just got a check off OnlyFans
 In about a year, she count up fifty bands
 Said she real independent, don't need a man
 I be slick to her comments, like Drake off a Xan
 Bitch, thirteen hours 'til I land
 Switch, hoppin' in a minivan
 Once was overlooked and now they a fan
 You tryna hit the chicken spot again?
 The fuck? This the fifth time this week
 Bitch, better watch your physique
 You know my pockets ain't that fuckin' sweet
 I just bought the Jimmy Choo's that stay on your feet
 I don't want her
 She just told me that I don't wanna
 Bitch, we stay in the baby Birkin, like we Gunna
 She packed all her things and left before the sun up
 Said she got brothers, so I better watch my back
 Wanna talk that talk, that's Kizi and Kaz
 Better drop that pin, go and pull up the map
 I'm better without you and that is a fact (yeah)
 Gucci garments and Chanel purses
 She's tryna go hit up Saks Ave
 I'm 'bout to put her Pink Dolphin
 Hopin' that she's not gon' get mad
 Well, huh, you better be glad
 'Cause I got a new thing and she's so bad
 So stop all that talkin', DJ Vlad
 I'm hopin' you satisfied I got a bag
 Got me a, got me a bag
 Better be satisfied, got you a bag
 And my, and my racks on my nuts
 I fucked your bitch up in her whip, I'm like a crash
 Ay