Lil While - Simulation (feat. TVM WAVY & cheffboyari)

I been smoking gas until I'm seeing through the simulation
Yeah, yeah (Lil While that shit steezy)
I been smoking gas until I'm seeing through the simulation
Woah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
I been smoking gas until I'm seeing through the simulation
Had to level up it's no wonder I'm the one that she chasing
I been rolling fast until I'm feeling stimulation
Blinded by my drugs it's no wonder she always playing
Call up Wavy get to spraying
Chef boy bring them plays in
Go and get some gas let's throw a telly at the Days Inn
Smoke it fast to work the day off
Whole gang getting paid off
Now I'm seeing patterns I know that I should've laid off
My lil bitch a little sad, but you know she's bad as fuck
If these pussies want some smoke, I'll smack a bitch for acting up
Little do they know, that a youngin keep that ratchet tuck
If I see some money then I run in and I snatch it up
I'm focused on the bread, and I'm really good at trapping stuff
Don't care about a fed, so there ain't no point in masking up
She gone do her dance, so I tell lil shorty back it up
I see right through your front, pussy boy no you can't act with us
Yeah, no pussy boy no you can't act with us
Yeah, and I tell yo shorty "back it up"
Mm, mm (Tell that bitch to back it up)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I been smoking gas until I'm seeing through the simulation
Had to level up it's no wonder I'm the one that she chasing
I been rolling fast until I'm feeling stimulation
Blinded by my drugs it's no wonder she always playing
Call up Wavy get to spraying
Chef boy bring them plays in
Go and get some gas let's throw a telly at the Days Inn
Smoke it fast to work the day off
Whole gang getting paid off
Now I'm seeing patterns I know that I should've laid off
Heart racing like Mario Kart I be straight winning
No lap I be gassed up never knew I would keep it tucked
Back it up, young chef boy can really fuck it up
Lil While make the bass boom, wavy make it flow too
Who knew we were next up?
Fool, please don't drool
Copped a bag, made a lick or two doing in a mood
Might fuck a hoe, no money though
Straight cash, always got gas
Blowing no I'm never choking, load next bitch
She be bad as shit, do a flip she's the shit
Oh my what a hoe, who would've ever known?
Not me, just a g, dreaming hopelessly
I been smoking gas until I'm seeing through the simulation
Had to level up it's no wonder I'm the one that she chasing
I been rolling fast until I'm feeling stimulation
Blinded by my drugs it's no wonder she always playing
Call up Wavy get to spraying
Chef boy bring them plays in
Go and get some gas let's throw a telly at the Days Inn
Smoke it fast to work the day off
Whole gang getting paid off
Now I'm seeing patterns I know that I should've laid off
(I know that I should have laid off)

Written by:
Benjamin Weaver, Logan Yaeger

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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