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Sim Sala Bim
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Electronic
Sim Sala Bim was released on February 7, 2026 by RebelRhythm as a part of the album Sim Sala Bim - Single
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Release DateFebruary 7, 2026
LabelRebelRhythm
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM127

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Trysky
DJ Trysky
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Boris Kramar
Boris Kramar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Trysky
DJ Trysky
Producer

Lyrics

Sim Sala Bim, Sim Sala Bim
Sim Sala Bim… watch me slip in
I step in clean with quiet thunder
Purple sip, I pull you under
Neon halos, smoke like velvet
Every stare says “don’t you tell it”
Cards on felt, the night is dealing
Cold gold grin, no proper feeling
No rehearsals, no delay now
One hand up and I can change crowds
Pay your doubt to the door light
Draw my circles in the low sky
Keep your eyes on what you came for
When the devil wants an encore
Hold my name in your breath tonight
Pick your truth — or pick the lie
Sim Sala Bim, I make it click
Hear the second — feel it flick
Move too smooth, too fast, too slick
Brick by brick, I build the trick
Sim Sala Bim, we disappear
Close your fear, come close, come here
Vision sharp, the glass is clear
Magic’s not a myth — it’s here
Sim Sala Bim, the smoke gets thick
Kiss the flame, don’t miss the wick
Choose your lane, don’t fake the pick
I run the room — no politics
Sim—Sa—La—Bim (slide)
Sim—Sa—La—Bim (hide)
Aura on me, never dimming
Mirror grins, my shadow’s winning
Diamonds dance in dirty lighting
No one’s bleeding, still it’s frightening
Circle tight, no messy stories
Checks stay clean, we count the glories
All that talk is just a ladder
I climb higher while they chatter
Don’t waste time on “maybe, maybe”
Heat the floor, go full and crazy
Keep your mind on the horizon
When temptation tries to poison
Hold my pulse in your heart tonight
Love or power — choose the prize
Sim Sala Bim, I make it click
Hear the second — feel it flick
Move too smooth, too fast, too slick
Brick by brick, I build the trick
Sim Sala Bim, we disappear
Close your fear, come close, come here
Vision sharp, the glass is clear
Magic’s not a myth — it’s here
Sim Sala Bim, the smoke gets thick
Kiss the flame, don’t miss the wick
Choose your lane, don’t fake the pick
I run the room — no politics
Sim Sala Bim
Sim Sala Bim
Sim Sala Bim
Eyes half shut, the bass is breathing
Every step is spellwork, seething
Ghost on beat, I split the silence
Turn your doubt into compliance
Say my name, I bend the data
Fix your glitch, we talk it later
In my tongue it hits like sin:
“Risk or peace — let’s begin”
Sim Sala Bim
Sim Sala Bim
Sim Sala Bim
Written by: Boris Kramar
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