Текст песни Simp Story - Since99

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