[Verse 1]
I ran out of time
My hand gave you mine
You said you’re to go
I’d write you a song
[Pre-Chorus]
Before I was fine
Now I’m in my line
What can you do wrong?
What can you do wrong?
[Chorus]
Feeling it with me, shorty?
Feeling it with me, shorty?
Gimme back my high school roaches!
Gimme back my high school roaches!
[Verse 2]
When I looked for more
I answered the door
Your enemy speaks wise
This battle survives
[Pre-Chorus]
Before I was blind
Now I’m in my line
What can I do wrong?
What can I do wrong?
[Chorus]
Feeling it with me, shorty?
Feeling it with me, shorty?
Gimme back my high school roaches!
Gimme back my high school roaches!