Ain't Been Simpin'
It's about time that you get it
Know you ain't mine but I'm wit it
Blowing you up and you blowing me off
Know you got the message when I sent it
Simple but I ain't been simpin'
Trippin but I ain't been slippin
Girl lemme know if you coming or naw
I got a lotta bitches that deliver
And she been ready to pop onna nigga
Dope to a fiend got her stalkin a nigga
Thoughts about breaking it off
I know she crazy and stressing me daily
But lately my lust for another been off
Know that I'm wavy
And maybe she saving me up just enough to invest inna sauce
I been sedated and faded so much onna clutch of the thought
That my rights could be wrong
Fuck it I might as well write you a song
Piping it up like the migos preformed
Grip for the tussle i shot then I'm scoring
Nip with the Hussle I keep me a Lauren
Fucking you crazy upgraded my stroke
Now that shit something major I changed it to foreign
Lucky you came and that ass off the chain I might need me leash just for me to hold on
I
Get it and I promise that I won't bite
Shawty you a blessing no gazontight
Imma need a second if the head right
And I Got it on lock like it's airtight
Fusing and fighting ain't nothing to me
I'm excited to see who you fronting to be
Imma light me a blunt I put skunk inna leaf
I was hype from the jump like I wanted to leap
On you
We can make plans know you fucking with the man
Got you curving all yours friends just for me to come thru
Not a minute man
And I never need a xan know you peeping what I'm saying finna put it on you
And you wit it
Need you a man that can sharpen your image
Do what I can if I start then I finish
Hearing these words got you blushing and grinning
So It's about time that I hit it
I can be yours if You wit it
Blowing me up and I'm throwing me off
I Never read the message when you send it
Simple but I still ain't simpin
Trippin but a nigga ain't slippin
Girl lemme know if we fucking or naw
I been the only nigga that deliver
Flip
It's about time that you get it
Know you ain't mine but I'm wit it
Blowing you up and you blowing me off
Know you got the message when I sent it
Simple but I ain't been simpin'
Trippin but I ain't been slippin
Girl lemme know if you coming or naw
I got a lotta bitches that deliver
And she been ready to...
Pop onna nigga
I got her stalkin a nigga
Take her out shopping and dinner
Fuck wit a boss I'm a winner
Yea
Pop onna nigga
I got her stalking a...
Go figure
Know you ain't mine but I'm wit it
Blowing you up and you blowing me off
Know you got the message when I sent it
Simple but I ain't been simpin'
Trippin but I ain't been slippin
Girl lemme know if you coming or naw
I got a lotta bitches that deliver
And she been ready to pop onna nigga
Dope to a fiend got her stalkin a nigga
Thoughts about breaking it off
I know she crazy and stressing me daily
But lately my lust for another been off
Know that I'm wavy
And maybe she saving me up just enough to invest inna sauce
I been sedated and faded so much onna clutch of the thought
That my rights could be wrong
Fuck it I might as well write you a song
Piping it up like the migos preformed
Grip for the tussle i shot then I'm scoring
Nip with the Hussle I keep me a Lauren
Fucking you crazy upgraded my stroke
Now that shit something major I changed it to foreign
Lucky you came and that ass off the chain I might need me leash just for me to hold on
I
Get it and I promise that I won't bite
Shawty you a blessing no gazontight
Imma need a second if the head right
And I Got it on lock like it's airtight
Fusing and fighting ain't nothing to me
I'm excited to see who you fronting to be
Imma light me a blunt I put skunk inna leaf
I was hype from the jump like I wanted to leap
On you
We can make plans know you fucking with the man
Got you curving all yours friends just for me to come thru
Not a minute man
And I never need a xan know you peeping what I'm saying finna put it on you
And you wit it
Need you a man that can sharpen your image
Do what I can if I start then I finish
Hearing these words got you blushing and grinning
So It's about time that I hit it
I can be yours if You wit it
Blowing me up and I'm throwing me off
I Never read the message when you send it
Simple but I still ain't simpin
Trippin but a nigga ain't slippin
Girl lemme know if we fucking or naw
I been the only nigga that deliver
Flip
It's about time that you get it
Know you ain't mine but I'm wit it
Blowing you up and you blowing me off
Know you got the message when I sent it
Simple but I ain't been simpin'
Trippin but I ain't been slippin
Girl lemme know if you coming or naw
I got a lotta bitches that deliver
And she been ready to...
Pop onna nigga
I got her stalkin a nigga
Take her out shopping and dinner
Fuck wit a boss I'm a winner
Yea
Pop onna nigga
I got her stalking a...
Go figure
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Writer(s): A. Cooper
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