She be simpin

She be simpin yea
She be simpin yea
She be simpin yea
She be she be simpin yea

Fuck if I ain’t mackin on nobody
Catch me in the Maserati
I’m just poppin all these bitches
And these snitches gettin snitches
Came up from the underground
Got hoes be talkin about my sound
Used to makin trash up in my study
So I need a fuck buddy

Flex this and this like I’m rich
I move on to the newest bitch cuz this one I’m bout to ditch
She sent me Snapchat and I screenshot that
Yo we did a 69 and I ain’t talkin bout the rat

Thotties on my list and I even give her kiss
She sucked me dry and I ain’t fucking with the five year itch

I came up after all these trash ass rappers kicked me out
Now you tryna fuck with J and chasin all this clout clout

I’m rappin attackin
My money be stackin
My drip is insane yo
Cuz I never be lackin

I took her to crib
Cuz she know I be packin

She ain’t the first
Of a kind
I can tell
I’m forgetting her name
Cuz it don’t ring a bell

You buying from hooker
Whatever she sell

She expect me to call
But I can’t find my cell

She tell me she love me
I say you Go to hell

My daddy is trump
And he funding my project
Got money for days
I’m Defying the logic

I don’t overvalue what she be
Out passing
She blow up my phone
I call it harassi
And tities fresh as fuck yuh

Used to fucking round with the neighborhood
Hoes
Now they tryna a BOOK ! a seat down at my next
Show

So she be simpin yo (repeat)

He’s in charge of this dump xxx

Verse ::

It’s ya boi J
To the R, Grimes

(Can’t touch this, )
I flex fast for these hoes
No response time

You niggas simpin out
I tell ya what boy
I read hoes like a back of a playboy
She Keep you round though
(Cuz dumb play around)
You Soy soy
Only one that’s getting played
You cuz you her boy toy

She buying me a dinner
And call me a winner
I’m leaving her shook
Cuz you know im a sinner
I leave you on read
Cuz im fuckin yo sister
I found her tinder
She mail me a lot
Returning to sender

Slay

Ain’t no way
You bitches finna
Play the king of rhyme
What
Commited the crimes
You doing the time
If im a quarter then you a dime

What you think that you my wife
I’m just living my life

I’m just living life
What you think you my wife

Yuh yuh aye

I ain’t gotta approach these thotties
They be like Bugatti
Showing up at all my parties
Sippin lean and pills deep in some xan
Poppin xxxans
All you hating simp boys
Dissing you cuz I can

Changed my phone number

Cuz she be simpin
She be simpin
She be simpin yo
She be simpin

She be simpin yo

Slay !

She be simpin yo (ending chorus)

123 I got money in da back
Backseats full put these on my lap

Word to my name J grimes
Coming back
I say the word nigga though but I ain’t even black