"Simple!" lyrics
Ha, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Man, I just might pull a Weiland, then go buy a fuckin' missile
Okay, you brought your gang, well, we got a couple extra pistols
This ho can't get off my dick, it's like she got a fuckin' fistful
They like, "Wick, how you do that?" But really it's so fuckin' simple
I been double my net worth, but now I'm tryna watch it triple
I been crazy for so long, it's kinda hard to keep me civil
I ain't been to church in years, forgive me, Lord, know I'm a sinner
They can't keep up with the wave so now they gotta ride the ripples
(They can't keep up with the wave, they gotta ride the ripples)
(No, they can't keep up with the wave, no)
They can't keep up with the wave, so now they gotta ride the ripples
Lil' nigga keep talkin' down, best believe we come and get you
.45, it's gon' chase him down, yeah, I bet that fuckin' hit you
Man, I just might pull a Weiland, then go buy a fuckin' missile
Okay, you brought your gang, well, we got a couple extra pistols
This ho can't get off my dick, it's like she got a fuckin' fistful
They like, "Wick, how you do that?" But really it's so fuckin' simple
These niggas wanna be me, they wanna be like the official
Make seven bands in a week, I feel like I'm a money symbol
(Make seven bands in a week, I feel like I'm a money symbol)
(Seven bands in a week, I feel like I'm a money symbol)
All I know is money, nigga, ching, ching
Hundred racks, to me that ain't a thing, thing
Bitch, I feel like Wayne, nigga, bling, bling
New light on the Glock and that bitch green, green
Say he sippin' Wock', he sippin' green, green
In love with success, yeah, I'm a fiend, fiend
Baby, these Balenciaga jeans, jeans
I could spend a bag, won't mean a thing, thing
I could spend some bands, won't mean a thing, thing
I could spend it all, won't mean a thing, thing
I'ma get it all back, what you think, think?
I'ma get it all back, what you think?
Man, I just might pull a Weiland, then go buy a fuckin' missile
Okay, you brought your gang, well, we got a couple extra pistols
This ho can't get off my dick, it's like she got a fuckin' fistful
They like, "Wick, how you do that?" But really it's so fuckin' simple
These niggas wanna be me, they wanna be like the official
Make seven bands in a week, I feel like I'm a money symbol
(Make seven bands in a week, I feel like I'm a money symbol)
(Seven bands in a week, I feel like I'm a money symbol)
Ha, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Man, I just might pull a Weiland, then go buy a fuckin' missile
Okay, you brought your gang, well, we got a couple extra pistols
This ho can't get off my dick, it's like she got a fuckin' fistful
They like, "Wick, how you do that?" But really it's so fuckin' simple
I been double my net worth, but now I'm tryna watch it triple
I been crazy for so long, it's kinda hard to keep me civil
I ain't been to church in years, forgive me, Lord, know I'm a sinner
They can't keep up with the wave so now they gotta ride the ripples
(They can't keep up with the wave, they gotta ride the ripples)
(No, they can't keep up with the wave, no)
They can't keep up with the wave, so now they gotta ride the ripples
Lil' nigga keep talkin' down, best believe we come and get you
.45, it's gon' chase him down, yeah, I bet that fuckin' hit you
Man, I just might pull a Weiland, then go buy a fuckin' missile
Okay, you brought your gang, well, we got a couple extra pistols
This ho can't get off my dick, it's like she got a fuckin' fistful
They like, "Wick, how you do that?" But really it's so fuckin' simple
These niggas wanna be me, they wanna be like the official
Make seven bands in a week, I feel like I'm a money symbol
(Make seven bands in a week, I feel like I'm a money symbol)
(Seven bands in a week, I feel like I'm a money symbol)
All I know is money, nigga, ching, ching
Hundred racks, to me that ain't a thing, thing
Bitch, I feel like Wayne, nigga, bling, bling
New light on the Glock and that bitch green, green
Say he sippin' Wock', he sippin' green, green
In love with success, yeah, I'm a fiend, fiend
Baby, these Balenciaga jeans, jeans
I could spend a bag, won't mean a thing, thing
I could spend some bands, won't mean a thing, thing
I could spend it all, won't mean a thing, thing
I'ma get it all back, what you think, think?
I'ma get it all back, what you think?
Man, I just might pull a Weiland, then go buy a fuckin' missile
Okay, you brought your gang, well, we got a couple extra pistols
This ho can't get off my dick, it's like she got a fuckin' fistful
They like, "Wick, how you do that?" But really it's so fuckin' simple
These niggas wanna be me, they wanna be like the official
Make seven bands in a week, I feel like I'm a money symbol
(Make seven bands in a week, I feel like I'm a money symbol)
(Seven bands in a week, I feel like I'm a money symbol)
Ha, woah, woah, woah, woah
Writer(s): Benjamin Phillips
