Sand

She slipping through my fingers, like sand

She slipping through my fingers, like sand

She slipping through my fingers, like sand

She slipping through my hands, like sand

Had to cut her off, I think I lost her

If she cool, might throw her on the roster

Make 'em all my kids, like I foster

They think they go hard, I'm nicer

I'm hiring, I think she wants to apply

Always keep it calm when I drive