[Hook: Jade Winter White]

You got me playing simp songs on the stereo

Still thinking 'bout last night, you're troubled, aren't we all?

The crazy pull that gravitates my full attention

When you place your hands on my... mmm I reminisce it

I just miss it, my whole attention span's yours

When you kiss it, hope it's mutual

I'm just simpin'! this gravitational pull

Has me simpin'

[Verse: Smith the Poet]

Grown ish, I insist, Pennywise a well

I think the timing tells, more reminding than hell

Tiny Dancer, it's sad, with no chalice champ

Pump your stereo, what was last night?

Fucked and carried with its past life

Wrote off morning moans, I'm the bad guy

Said he outie yo, gotta catch a fight

Simply simp, an ode to a meantime

Fucking find the well, that ain't me

I ain't falling flat, I don't feel my

Phallus, champ, up in Sea-side

What was last night? Broke the bed, bye!

Crushed and buried her with my past life

Rode off, morning notes, I'm your bad night

Said I'm outie, yo, gotta fly a kite

Simply hella thrown, you wanna trip, like

[Hook: Jade Winter White]

You got me playing simp songs on the stereo

Still thinking 'bout last night, you're troubled, aren't we all?

The crazy pull that gravitates my full attention

When you place your hands on my... mmm I reminisce it

I just miss it, my whole attention span's yours

When you kiss it, hope it's mutual

I'm just simpin'! this gravitational pull

Has me simpin'

[Verse: The Thought]

Got me, got me, got me, got me

Got me simpin', my surprise, looking down at other guys

All the homies steady pimpin' so my feelings I'mma hide

They can call it being whipped, but I'm just tripping on your vibe

Got me simpin', buying flowers, how you not abusing power?

Looking at me sour like I'm paying by the hour

Got me running up the tower just to offer you a ride

White lie, a "chance encounter", just to get a little time

Tick, tick, tick. 'Cause I got you on my mind

Want to say I got you, but I got to make you mine

Want to say it's mutual, misreading the signs

Blushing in my cubicle with every message chime

Think you're more than beautiful, don't know what to do

Ego makes me suitable, why don't you see? I wish I knew

Telling you I'm dutiful, just scared to talk to you

Yo, you got me simpin', tryna call you "boo"

[Bridge: The Thought]

You got me simpin', double-dipping

Don't forget this motive isn't

Just in splitting your thighs

Splitting your thighs

I'm orbiting, exorbitantly

Need more of me? I'm yours to eat

Long as I'm getting inside

Got to make you mine!

[Outro: Smith the Poet]

Wait, what?

What did he say?

No, bro

That's fucking creepy

That's horrible