Текст песни S.I.M.P (feat. Sadtrojan) - Wafflejax

Uh, got squirrels in my
I got squirrels in my pants, I be dancing like MC Hammer
With yo' bitch (Facts)
And she got to suck my dick, hold up
Shawty in my pants like a squirrel
This shit gon' make Ferb talk
Something that'll bring Perry back home, shit
I'm a dirty bitch

Yeah, hit my dance, I got squirrels in my pants
Worried 'bout the chaos, all the screams and the chants
Going nuts, I'm smoked out in the club, 50 Cent
Tro' spell out the word for the unfortunates
S-I-M-P, shawty she simping
I'm whipping up dough, bitch, I stay in the kitchen
Why in the fuck would you think that I'm dissing?
I don't even know you so stop all that tripping
Buzz cut, my beard so fire
The cross around my neck protect my life
Not talking 'bout Lok, they bark, no bite
I got a bitch with whatever, she got no fright
That's what I'm saying, bitch
Squirrels in my pants, way she chew on these nuts
Brought two, big Becky heavy in the back truck
Kind of drunk off the Crown Royale, the juice punch
Best bro roll another fat bitch, I meant to say Runtz

Jax really overthink 'bout the dumbest of things
Fuck letting shit sting, killer bee
How you gon' cut off what we had then still try to hit me up after?
Like, girl, let me be (Let me live)
Admit to my flaws, she still think I'm wrong even though she beg me not to leave
Told her, "Get back shawty", I ain't no fiend or no
S to the I to the M to the P

S to the I to the M to the P is four letters describing anyone but me
I told shawty I'm stupid, don't know how to read
'Cause she sent me a paragraph, left it on D
Uh, left it on R
Okay, sorry, don't know what we are
I told shawty, bitch, I'm going far
I got stars in the-, oh shit, wrong song, okay, hold up
Yeah, hella faded, barely motivated lately, I
Sit and ponder 'bout my past, wasting hella time
Bullshitting in my head when I could chase a dime, a penny, or a nickel
For this shit I live and rap about
Waffle-Trojan, golden duo
That Future-Uzi, Pluto-Pluto
Who knows, maybe they find us interesting
And cut a check fatter than two sumos, ah!

Jax really overthink 'bout the dumbest of things
Fuck letting shit sting, killer bee
How you gon' cut off what we had then still try to hit me up after?
Like, girl, let me be (Let me live)
Admit to my flaws, she still think I'm wrong even though she beg me not to leave
Told her, "Get back shawty", I ain't no fiend or no
S to the I to the M to the P