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, hell nah, I ain't stamp him (Hell 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 damn 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 killed 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 (pus*y)
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, hell nah, I ain't stamp him (Hell 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 (Damn)

[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, hell nah, I ain't stamp him (Hell 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