Can't Relate (feat. ClayRich)

**** can't relate to this shit

I been gettin' paper, countin' cake, livin' rich

All these **** hatin' cause we came from rags to riches

I ain't really trippin, man I'm a fuckin' **** bitch

Fuckin' bitches, yeah

**** can't relate to this shit

I been gettin' paper, countin' cake, livin' rich

All these **** hatin' cause we came from rags to riches

I ain't really trippin, man I'm a fuckin' **** bitch

Fuckin' bitches, yeah

**** can't relate

Pussy **** fake, why you **** hate

Get piled like a rake, do you hear me talkin

****, I'm right up in your face, get hit with that shotty bitch, right up in your face

I'm not gon' calm, yeah, I'm not gon' stop

Pussy **** playin' with me, he gon' get dropped

You think I'm fuckin' playin, but I'm crippin' to the ground, yeah

Take a fuckin' slob to the dirt, to the ground, yeah

Sell it by the pound, you know this that loud

We gon' make it, til I run it up out of bounds

Thousand racks up off the green, sellin' like a greenery

**** tryna peep to scene, this is not a scenery

I got vibes just to feel

**** tryna hate on a ****, keep it real

Stack my fuckin' gwalla and I sit back and just chill

Gelato in my pocket and it got me on the hills

**** can't relate to this shit

I been gettin' paper, countin' cake, livin' rich

All these **** hatin' cause we came from rags to riches

I ain't really trippin, man I'm fuckin' **** bitches

Fuckin' bitches, yeah

**** can't relate to this shit

I been gettin' paper, countin' cake, livin' rich

All these **** hatin' cause we came from rags to riches

I ain't really trippin, man I'm a fuckin' **** bitch

Fuckin' bitches, yeah