[Hook]
Initials 'S' and 'K' on my brand new SLK
Personalised number plate, too much horsepower, never late
For the girl that wants a ring like I'm Krispy Kreme
Cause she sees Sim's suit's so crisp and clean
[Verse 1]
Yeah girl, just call me Sim, where's your card slot?
What, you don't take cards, s*ut? I must have forgot
Got her a fur coat fresher than wet paint
Eminem and Kanye aren't Gods, I am, they're just saints
Yeah they're just prophets, and I'm making profit
She wants to get on my dick, she just can't get off it
She wants what I can offer, but don't get offended
When I commit a criminal offence, you either give me head or get beheaded
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[Verse 2]
The Illuminati's just some fake sh**
The eye's imaginary
What you find complex is how they make it
You find their numbers scary
f** that sh** you just find numbers scary
You find Maths as hard as my dick and yours is imaginary
You're stuck in Maths revision while I'm doing some a** division
With your girl beating on my wood, call that Logarithms
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[Verse 3]
See me earning a Simeon, silly me I mean million
Sexy chicks give me willy burn especially in mini skirts
In turn these critics and interns
Admitted the sh** spitted just burn like six furnaces
Yeah I'm no liar, spitting hot fire
I'm burning the tyres and I'm not even a driver
But screw driving I've got a license to k**
Your girl I would screw, and your mum I would drill
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[Verse 4]
Axe wounds I access, this is war you're Axis
I swung two axes and knocked the earth off axis
Your stories don't move me, your life's just a movie
And I'll go straight to the credits and shoot you with an Uzi
I went up to the medic and said "this is too easy"
I was running low on money so I sold your carca** on Gumtree
I get my weapons from a gun tree after planting these bombs
Your girl gives me blow jobs like she's working for bombs
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