
Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] (Yeah) Look You in love with a ghost, huh? Could never be me [Chorus] I love my girl so bad, that’s facts You spend your cash on a girl you never had, that’s sad Throwin’ all your racks at a fantasy Simp on the timeline? Could never be me (nah) I love my girl so bad, that’s real You buy dreams, she don’t even know you still Talkin’ like you wifed her in your diary Whole lotta cap there Could never be me (never) [Verse 1] You in her comments every night, big fan She don’t even know your real first name, fam You pay her rent, she don’t text you back You call it “love”, I just call it a trap I got a woman who gon’ ride when it’s rough Bare face, big laugh, hair up in a puff We split the bill, she investin’ with me You buyin’ love, I’m buildin’ a team (yeah) [Chorus] I love my girl so bad, that’s facts You spend your cash on a girl you never had, that’s sad Throwin’ all your racks at a fantasy Simp on the timeline? Could never be me (no way) I love my girl so bad, that’s real You buy dreams, she don’t even know you still Talkin’ like you wifed her in your diary Whole lotta cap there Could never be me [Verse 2] You post memes like “all women the same” Then hit refresh hopin’ she’ll notice your name I’m in the crib, lil apron on her waist She cookin’ up, I’m kissin’ on her face (mmm) You in the DMs sendin’ novel after novel She leave you on read, you still praise her like an idol I’m in love with a soul that I see You in love with a page and a screen [Chorus] I love my girl so bad, that’s facts You spend your cash on a girl you never had, that’s sad Throwin’ all your racks at a fantasy Simp on the timeline? Could never be me (uh-uh) I love my girl so bad, that’s real You buy dreams, she don’t even know you still Talkin’ like you wifed her in your diary Whole lotta cap there Could never be me (yeah) [Outro] (So bad, so bad) Real love, real touch, that’s we You in love with a girl you never had Say it with your chest Could never be me
Tags
rap, Bouncy club-ready hip-hop with male vocals, swung drums and a rubbery sub line. Verses stay tight and conversational, lots of ad-libs and space; chorus explodes with stacked chant vocals and bright synth stabs. Final hook rides out over filtered beat and crowd-style backing shouts., hip hop
2:12
No
1/28/2026