yung mal - cancer lyrics
[intro]
uh, come on, uh, come on
come on, uh, come on, uh
come on, uh, come on, uh, come on
uh, come here, uh, come here
uh, come here, f+ck n+gga
come here, here you go (phew)
come on (phew), n+gga (phew)
come on (phew), uh (phew), come here
[chorus]
i spent a few racks, make her ass get fatter (ass get fatter)
sippin’ on drank, sh+t f+cked up my bladder
i done wеnt up, i ain’t climb up a ladder (i done went up)
thеy turn their back, but it don’t even matter (i don’t give a f+ck)
f+ck ’bout a check, then i don’t wanna chatter
don’t speak on the business, that sh+t will get handled (shh)
iceburg cold and i’m lit like a candle (iceburg)
i just been sh+ttin’ on these n+ggas, i need me a pamper
sh+t get risky, life is a gamble
security ain’t frisk me (yeah), i got the hammer (yeah)
built for this sh+t, ain’t too much i can’t handle
my b+tch so bad, gotta f+ck her on camera (gotta f+ck her on camera)
the n+gga ain’t gang, h+ll nah, i ain’t stamp him (h+ll nah)
play with this sh+t, now his face on the banner (face on the banner)
i seen his ass on the tv channel
n+gga want smoke, so we comin’ like cancer (uh, uh)
[verse 1]
iceburg, still on my block with the trappers, the robbers and scammers (yeah)
fat pour a whole d+mn four in that fanta (fat)
doin’ the whole dash, finna get off on calma (go)
had to get a sack, got him drove to alabama
my lil’ n+gga step, i’m a full time rapper
still bust it out a wrapper, then i sell it to a trapper
n+gga play, then we get on his ass ’bout that gaffer (yeah)
used to wear the clothes out of the dirty clothes hamper (yeah)
now these hoes diggin’ this sh+t, get a shovel (dig it)
i done went big, they can’t get on my level (yeah)
hit the ho, gave her back, n+gga, i could’ve k!lled her (what the f+ck?)
n+ggas be tellin’, so you better move careful (move careful)
got seventy+five racks in the lv duffel (cash)
tell me she love me, but, no, i don’t trust her (no)
can’t go back broke, that’s on your mama
talk like a boss, but he really a runner (p+ssy)
ask about mal, the boy really one hundred
i hang with some n+ggas who really be stuntin’ (stuntin’)
got rich on they ass, but i came out the dungeon
neck full of water, i need me a plunger
got so many bands, she gon’ leave me her number
play with my gang, then they right on your bumper
my dog still ride around, servin’ out a honda
[chorus]
i spent a few racks, make her ass get fatter (ass get fatter)
sippin’ on drank, sh+t f+cked up my bladder
i done went up, i ain’t climb up a ladder (i done went up)
they turn their back, but it don’t even matter (i don’t give a f+ck)
f+ck ’bout a check, then i don’t wanna chatter
don’t speak on the business, that sh+t will get handled (shh)
iceburg cold and i’m lit like a candle (iceburg)
i just been sh+ttin’ on these n+ggas, i need me a pamper
sh+t get risky, life is a gamble
security ain’t frisk me (yeah), i got the hammer (yeah)
built for this sh+t, ain’t too much i can’t handle
my b+tch so bad, gotta f+ck her on camera (gotta f+ck her on camera)
the n+gga ain’t gang, h+ll nah, i ain’t stamp him (h+ll nah)
play with this sh+t, now his face on the banner (face on the banner)
i seen his ass on the tv channel
n+gga want smoke, so we comin’ like cancer (uh, uh)
[verse 2]
n+gga see through like saran (huh)
and the band make a b+tch do her dance (yeah, yeah)
sold out shows, i done walked through the back door (yeah, yeah)
f+cked around, f+cked on a fan (yeah)
i give a f+ck how this sh+t turn out, n+gga, yeah, i’m gon’ stick to the plan (yes)
i know a n+gga who thought he was gangster, the n+gga had got on the stand (mm, mm, mm)
i can never tell on my mans (nah)
divided we fall, together we stand (facts)
1.5 the label, i made it a brand (yeah)
livin’ like tripp, still do it for brand (tripp)
still get them percs from my auntie san
went got it back when i blew my advance (get it back)
whole lot of rats in my parachute pants
my b+tch speak french, i don’t know what she sayin’ (huh)
jump on the jet, then go get me a check (i’m gone)
i get that sh+t soon as i land
we havin’ so many choppers, they comin’ with drums, but, no, i don’t play in no band
they told me that money bring problems, but f+ck it (f+ck it), i’m poppin’ this sh+t for my dogs in the can
i hit that b+tch from the back, that ass so fat, lil’ racks on the tv stand (d+mn)
[chorus]
i spent a few racks, make her ass get fatter (ass get fatter)
sippin’ on drank, sh+t f+cked up my bladder
i done went up, i ain’t climb up a ladder (i done went up)
they turn their back, but it don’t even matter (i don’t give a f+ck)
f+ck ’bout a check, then i don’t wanna chatter
don’t speak on the business, that sh+t will get handled (shh)
iceburg cold and i’m lit like a candle (iceburg)
i just been sh+ttin’ on these n+ggas, i need me a pamper
sh+t get risky, life is a gamble
security ain’t frisk me (yeah), i got the hammer (yeah)
built for this sh+t, ain’t too much i can’t handle
my b+tch so bad, gotta f+ck her on camera (gotta f+ck her on camera)
the n+gga ain’t gang, h+ll nah, i ain’t stamp him (h+ll nah)
play with this sh+t, now his face on the banner (face on the banner)
i seen his ass on the tv channel
n+gga want smoke, so we comin’ like cancer (uh, uh)
[outro]
come on, uh, come on
come on, uh, come on, uh
come on, uh, come on, uh, come on, uh
come here, uh, come here, uh
come here, f+ck n+gga
come here, where you goin’?
come on, uh, come here
come on, uh, come here
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