"Can't Relate" lyrics

"Can't Relate"

I'ma G-O (Go) R-I double L-A (Gorilla)
C4 (Yeah), play with mines, see the shell case (Boom)
Back then I still had the hoes, so I can't relate
And I ain't ever changed on my bros, I wasn't ever fake (Wasn't ever)
You win, brother, it feel like I won, we can celebrate (We can celebrate)
When I was broke, they loved me (Loved), I got some money hella hatin' (Hella late)
A Percocet to medicate, I'm droppin' this shit, I set a date (Yeah)
The bitch wanna leave, I said, "Okay" (Said, "Okay"), my other bitch'll roll the shake (Bitch'll roll the shake up)

Straight out the bottom of the bag (The bag), the bottom of the map (The bottom of the map, boy)
I hate be talkin' on the fuckin' phone, I think they all tapped (All tapped)
Don't listen to what a nigga say, what he gon' do? I say it's all cap (It's all cap)
If I can't fuck the bitch, I bet I'll put her in my dog lap (Give her to my dog, for sure)
Runnin' circles 'round these niggas (Circles, okay), runnin' laps (Runnin' laps)
Bags all prices (Prices), what you call baps (What you call that?)
My bitch angry (Angry), I feed her dick, she take a nap (She take a nap)
I still feel the pain (Pain), the microphone'll help me out (It help me out)
Life's a gamble, roll the dice (Dice), Backdoor'll Joe again (Backdoor Joe)
At first they hate you, then they love you, then they hate you again (Then they hate you again)
And don't think 'cause you got some money (You got some money) you can buy a friend (You can buy a friend)
You let them niggas try you once (Try you once), you'll get tried again (You'll get tried again)
Just know you gotta pay to play (The play), they be buyin' in (They buyin')
Bad bitch, she just looked me in my eyes again (In my eyes again)
Same niggas, you gon' catch me with the guys again (You gon' catch me with the guys again)
As far as this shit goes (Goes), on the other hand (On the other hand)
Stupid nigga keep on bringin' sand to the sand (Keep on bringin' sand to the sand)
Molly still tan (Tan), one thousand still grand (One, one thousand)
Now his stomach hurt, he say he drinkin' that Stillpane (Drinkin' that Stillpane)
She say 'cause she ain't get no purse I ain't no real man (I ain't no real man, what?)
But the bitch can't even cook, her chicken real bland (Can't even cook, bitch)
Ain't even no AC in this bitch, she gotta real fan (Real fan though)
Jumped out his car start singin' verses, he a real fan (He a fan, fan)
Get my drank from a Rick now, I used to shop with Phil then (Yeah, a Rick)

I'ma G-O (O) R-I double L-A (Double rilla)
C4 (Yeah), play with mines, see the shell case (See the shell case)
Back then I still had the hoes, so I can't relate (Can't relate to you)
And I ain't ever changed on my bros, I wasn't ever fake (I wasn't ever fake)
You win, brother, it feel like I won, we can celebrate (Feel like I won)
When I was broke, they loved me, I got some money, hella hatin' (Hella hateful)
A Percocet to medicate, I'm droppin' this shit, I set a date (Set a date)
The bitch wanna leave, I said, "Okay" (Said, "Okay"), my other bitch'll roll the shake (My other bitch'll roll it)

My other bitch'll roll the shake up


Writer(s): John Antonio Carrington, Justin Trayle Bell, Giuseppe Vitolo
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