Can't Relate
She wanted all fashion
Givenchy and Prada
She feen' we headed to aspin
I'm flying I headed to Saturn
A martian, I came in a phantom
I'm mixing my lean with some fanta
I'm at the top of the latter
Fuck it They tryna absorb me
I got it and that's automatic
Yh I needed this traction
Alotta the time and the practice
A yungin, it mussy da passion
I want it, I'm bout to start spazzin
Fuck it! resorted to trappin
Fuck it dis shit gatta happen!
Yeah you see why I'm rapping
Yeah you see why I'm flashing
Da islands I gat a accent
Da diamonds you know dat dey dashin
Da diamonds you know dat dey dancin
No talking I'm risking and chancing
No talking I'm not gonna cap shit
No talking I'm risking and chancing
No talking I needed the caption
(Woah Woah Yeah Yeah)
(Woah Woah Yeah Yeah)
(Woah Woah Yeah Yeah)
(Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah)
Niggas they can't relate
Niggas they can't relate
Smoking that back with that kush
Floating like I'm outer space
Maria my brand
Bringing in money and bands
Do it for the blood
Doing this shit for the fam
Doing that shit for the fam
Doing that shit for the fam
Doing that shit for the fam
Doing that shit for the fam
I do this shit for my bro
I do that shit for my bro
We don't be fucking with hoes
We don't be fucking with hoes
Mac with the strap
In the back with that bitch automatic
She blow that dick automatic
Blowing that back out in traffic
Never been average
Mason Margiela Givenchy my fabric
Too high my status
High like a maverick
And my bitch the baddest uh
She bussin for madden
Tackle that dick like this madden
Pussy too fire it's magic
Look how shit happen
Used to be in the back now im rapping
Tryna get backends
So my niggas they dont have to traffic
Birds cause they trappin uh
I'm with Treasure jay
And my nigga Ay
Don't you try to run up
You'll get done uh
Blowing this cash
Like im rollin with stunna
Like im rollin with stunna
Niggas they can't relate
Niggas they can't relate
Smoking that back with that kush
Floating like I'm outer space
Maria my brand
Bringing in money and bands
Do it for the blood
Doing this shit for the fam
Givenchy and Prada
She feen' we headed to aspin
I'm flying I headed to Saturn
A martian, I came in a phantom
I'm mixing my lean with some fanta
I'm at the top of the latter
Fuck it They tryna absorb me
I got it and that's automatic
Yh I needed this traction
Alotta the time and the practice
A yungin, it mussy da passion
I want it, I'm bout to start spazzin
Fuck it! resorted to trappin
Fuck it dis shit gatta happen!
Yeah you see why I'm rapping
Yeah you see why I'm flashing
Da islands I gat a accent
Da diamonds you know dat dey dashin
Da diamonds you know dat dey dancin
No talking I'm risking and chancing
No talking I'm not gonna cap shit
No talking I'm risking and chancing
No talking I needed the caption
(Woah Woah Yeah Yeah)
(Woah Woah Yeah Yeah)
(Woah Woah Yeah Yeah)
(Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah)
Niggas they can't relate
Niggas they can't relate
Smoking that back with that kush
Floating like I'm outer space
Maria my brand
Bringing in money and bands
Do it for the blood
Doing this shit for the fam
Doing that shit for the fam
Doing that shit for the fam
Doing that shit for the fam
Doing that shit for the fam
I do this shit for my bro
I do that shit for my bro
We don't be fucking with hoes
We don't be fucking with hoes
Mac with the strap
In the back with that bitch automatic
She blow that dick automatic
Blowing that back out in traffic
Never been average
Mason Margiela Givenchy my fabric
Too high my status
High like a maverick
And my bitch the baddest uh
She bussin for madden
Tackle that dick like this madden
Pussy too fire it's magic
Look how shit happen
Used to be in the back now im rapping
Tryna get backends
So my niggas they dont have to traffic
Birds cause they trappin uh
I'm with Treasure jay
And my nigga Ay
Don't you try to run up
You'll get done uh
Blowing this cash
Like im rollin with stunna
Like im rollin with stunna
Niggas they can't relate
Niggas they can't relate
Smoking that back with that kush
Floating like I'm outer space
Maria my brand
Bringing in money and bands
Do it for the blood
Doing this shit for the fam
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Writer(s): Justin Sawyer
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