Relate

[Intro]
Hello
Oh my gosh, D. Rein

[Chorus: Flyboy Tarantino]
Nigga, I don't feel you
Pipe down, bro, we know that ain't the real you (Uh what?)
Ask yo' baby momma, she don't even feel you (Feel)
I am not a little nigga, I don't fear you (I don't fear you)
I'm a real one (I'm a real—), nigga, I don't feel you (I'm a real—)

[Verse 1: Flyboy Tarantino]
I'd rather see the smile up on my momma face (Momma face)
What's real to a fake? You know we can't relate (Can't relate)
Want my wrist to flow with diamonds so I'm up-to-date (I'm up-to-date)
Want that big body Tesla, I'ma skate
I can't feel you (Wait)
Don't let your pride be yo' demise 'cause it'll kill you
Got a couple niggas down to drill you (Down to drill you)
Backwood, keep the medicine to heal you (Down to heal you)
Want a .45 with [?] 'cause I can't feel you
Got a couple shooters down to catch a case (Pop, pop)
We got good lawyers, we don't do the race (Do the race)
Tell a bitch I'm bankin', throw blues in her face (Face)
Bitch, I grind, I bust my ass so all my family straight (Family straight, straight)
[?], I'm shinin', let it blind yo' face (Blind yo' face)
Want a flight to Dubai and start a camel race (Camel race)
She get high up in Hawaii so watch her bottle shake (Bottle shake)
She said my dick look kawaii 'cause she like anime

[Chorus: Flyboy Tarantino]
Nigga, I don't feel you
Pipe down, bro, we know that ain't the real you (Uh what?)
Ask yo' baby momma, she don't even feel you (Feel)
I am not a little nigga, I don't fear you (I don't fear you)
I'm a real one (I'm a real—), nigga, I don't feel you

[Verse 2: Kin$oul]
Boy, you not my cousin, we cannot relate ('Not relate)
Niggas talkin' shit, man, yeah, I know they fake (I know they fake)
Ride through the city and try to go escape (Go escape)
Got it on the map, you know I gotta skate (Gotta skate)
Niggas talkin' shit but it was okay (Okay)
Came with that sauce in a full lane (Full lane)
Niggas always talkin', man, they so lame (So lame)
Dancin' on them bitches like it's Soul Train (Soul Train)
Shawty way too fine like a ticket (Ticket)
I just thought about it, I might get it (Get it)
Money on my mind, can't forget it ('Get it)
I'ma do my thing for my city (City)
I'ma need [?] ([?]), yeah
Pull up and my diamonds on that Frozone (Frozone), yeah
Shawty wanna go but I can't go on (Go on)
[?] got me slowed [?] (Slowed [?])
[?] lost my breath (My breath)
Fuck that shit, I ain't lose my check (My check)
I'ma get it in, yeah bitch, I'm next (I'm next)
I'ma work it out like bitch, I flex, yeah (I flex)
You don't have to—

[Chorus: Flyboy Tarantino]
Nigga, I don't feel you
Pipe down, bro, we know that ain't the real you (Uh what?)
Ask yo' baby momma, she don't even feel you (Feel)
I am not a little nigga, I don't fear you (I don't fear you)
I'm a real one (I'm a real—), nigga, I don't feel you