Cancer (My Alibi) lyrics

by

Freshito


Pop out fresh as f*ck I take yo hoe and that’s on sight
n*ggas hit my phone you got the strong well sh*t I might
Main b*tch hit my line , my side b*tch wylin hit decline my b*tch text where you at and why , getting money my alibi
Take a chicken to the strippers , throw it up and watch it fly
You say I ain’t the best , I say at worst the sh*ts a tie
Gang nem keep that stick wit them like they lips super dry , hit the stand ain’t gotta lie getting money my alibi


Beat the beat up like a mosh pit , check the c*ckpit I’m so high
n*ggas bummy call em ostrich cuz I never seen em fly
Catch me sipping on this oil , stacking riches I’m Dubai
b*tch said she want this forever had to tell that heffer bye
I ain’t tryna make you wife I don’t know what the f*ck you thought
All this gas up in my lungs sh*t I could prolly run a car
Brought a blunt wit me to the function bro brought toolie we both gone spark
Plenty of fish in the sea but yo b*tch see me and peep that I’m a shark
Jewelry shine in the dark
Like what I see add to cart
Cashing out I don’t need no card
I’m blowing woods you smoke outlars
No movie but yo b*tch play her part
She wit me now she swear she a star
That’s our b*tch the y silent in your
Give her back when I go on tour


Pop out wit a pack can’t mask the smell no point to try
Tell these sl*ts I’m tryna f*ck , I ain’t tryna wine or dine
Catch me rolling up a backwood wit a swisher stuffed inside
Why the f*ck is you so high getting blunted my alibi


I was somewhere rolling gas in a leaf , I’m twisting up flowers ain’t talking Rock Lee , give me any beat you know imma eat , you want a plate , I wanna feast you n*ggas ain’t nothing to me , imma god to this sh*t , Beerus and Whis
Yo dream b*tch f*cking me til she asleep , wake up and repeat I count dollars not sheep


See me getting money yo dream b*tch want spend the night
Will I kick her out the chance way stronger than a might
Main b*tch hit my line , this new b*tch wylin hit decline my b*tch text where you at and why , getting money my alibi


Touchdown in a space ship like ET gave me a ride
Even when I’m dolo got my n*ggas by my side , I been counting money so much the sh*t start to hurt my eyes , I can’t even close them hoes cuz I just see more dollar signs


f*ck wit us get beat up like that dancing n*gga
Lskii hit me told me kill this family n*gga
Hit him back and told him it’s Charles Mansoned n*gga
Hoes want wassup in my bag like Santa n*gga

My team on top like antlers n*gga

Prancing on this beat like dancers n*gga

Ain’t no question I’m the answer n*gga

Sicker than the flu I call this Cancer n*gga

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