Eheeh, if I get to time and it's you, I'll reach there asap
Why?
My life's * is gelato
I walk down, I'm takin' ho
From my heart, I give a rose
Take it, then give a toast
I listen to this, it feels
Yeah, I sent her home
Bitch nigga, who really on?
Who really grown?
She on it, she give me phone
I see it, give me phone
I won't trust her, I won't go
I can't trust her, cause I can't go
Man, it's her really on that dope
Man, it's her really on that dope
You don't, yeah
You don't hang with doors
You don't support
You don't hang with doors
White man give you shorts
You walk in your shorts
You walk in your shorts
She walk in her shorts
Then she move bad
You look bad
Now you look sad
With your goopy ass
Moves
Moves, moves, moves, moves