Pollri Can T Relate Lyrics
CAN'T RELATE by Pollàri
[Verse 1]
I been sad all week, I need a break (Need a hug or some shit)
I get money, guess that's why they hate (Broke ass nigga)
If I'm hungry, then I'm eating off your plate (Hee-hee)
I just wanna fuck, I don't date
[Chorus]
All you niggas pussy, can't relate
You said you was real but you fake
Keep me a lil' baby on my waist
Bitch, I want it all, I can't wait
All you niggas pussy, can't relate
You said you was real but you fake
Keep me a lil' baby on my waist
Bitch, I want it all, I can't wait
[Verse 2]
All my bitches goin' crazy (Pyscho, nigga)
I think you broke 'cause you lazy (Gots to do better)
How dare you try to play me?
Make your girl wet like the Navy
I'm in the kitchen, whip the baby (For real)
I'm in the kitchen with your lady (Nah, like actually for real)
She think she Tom Brady (Touchdown)
Your pockets slim, bitch, I'm shady
No Tacoma (Bitch)
I got all this dough, bitch, I'm Homer (Bitch)
Might just take it all, I'm the owner (Bitch)
Birds all in the sky, Arizona (Bitch)
Hot like stroller (Bitch), yeah
[Chorus]
All you niggas pussy, can't relate (Bitch)
You said you was real but you fake (Bitch)
Keep me a lil' baby on my waist (Bitch)
Bitch, I want it all, I can't wait (Bitch)
All you niggas pussy, can't relate (Bitch)
You said you was real but you fake (Bitch)
Keep me a lil' baby on my waist (Bitch)
Bitch, I want it all, I can't wait (Bitch)
I been sad all week, I need a break (Need a hug or some shit)
I get money, guess that's why they hate (Broke ass nigga)
If I'm hungry, then I'm eating off your plate (Hee-hee)
I just wanna fuck, I don't date
[Chorus]
All you niggas pussy, can't relate
You said you was real but you fake
Keep me a lil' baby on my waist
Bitch, I want it all, I can't wait
All you niggas pussy, can't relate
You said you was real but you fake
Keep me a lil' baby on my waist
Bitch, I want it all, I can't wait
[Verse 2]
All my bitches goin' crazy (Pyscho, nigga)
I think you broke 'cause you lazy (Gots to do better)
How dare you try to play me?
Make your girl wet like the Navy
I'm in the kitchen, whip the baby (For real)
I'm in the kitchen with your lady (Nah, like actually for real)
She think she Tom Brady (Touchdown)
Your pockets slim, bitch, I'm shady
No Tacoma (Bitch)
I got all this dough, bitch, I'm Homer (Bitch)
Might just take it all, I'm the owner (Bitch)
Birds all in the sky, Arizona (Bitch)
Hot like stroller (Bitch), yeah
[Chorus]
All you niggas pussy, can't relate (Bitch)
You said you was real but you fake (Bitch)
Keep me a lil' baby on my waist (Bitch)
Bitch, I want it all, I can't wait (Bitch)
All you niggas pussy, can't relate (Bitch)
You said you was real but you fake (Bitch)
Keep me a lil' baby on my waist (Bitch)
Bitch, I want it all, I can't wait (Bitch)