Eheeh, if I get to time and it's you, I'll reach there asapWhy?My life's * is gelatoI walk down, I'm takin' hoFrom my heart, I give a roseTake it, then give a toastI listen to this, it feelsYeah, I sent her homeBitch nigga, who really on?Who really grown?She on it, she give me phoneI see it, give me phoneI won't trust her, I won't goI can't trust her, cause I can't goMan, it's her really on that dopeMan, it's her really on that dopeYou don't, yeahYou don't hang with doorsYou don't supportYou don't hang with doorsWhite man give you shortsYou walk in your shortsYou walk in your shortsShe walk in her shortsThen she move badYou look badNow you look sadWith your goopy assMovesMoves, moves, moves, moves