Simp Story Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey baby, can I talk to 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

[Chorus]
Gucci garments and Chanel purses
She's tryna go hit up Saks Ave
I'm 'bout to put her in 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

[Verse]
We finna go to take a trip to the Ross
Shoppin' in clearance, I care 'bout the cost
Bought her Dasani, ain't f*ckin' with Voss
Self made, sayin' you're your own damn boss
She just got a check off of OnlyFans
In about a year, she count up fifty bands
Said she real independent, don't need a man I be quick 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 f*ck? This the fifth time this week
Bitch, better watch your physique
You know my pockets ain't that f*ckin' 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 [?]
Better drop that pin, go and pull up the map
I'm better without you and that is a fact (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Gucci garments and Chanel purses
She's tryna go hit up Saks Ave
I'm 'bout to put her in 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

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