Ma I Don’t Cancel

[Intro]
Ooh
Uh
Mmm
Let me tell you somethin' now (Simo Fre just killed it)
Back in the day (Oh)
I ain't even wanna start that way (Oh)
It's like (Ah)
(D-Roc)

[Chorus]
I always felt like I ain't need your answer
I smoke the Joe, but you the one that I'm bringin' cancer (Bah)
Ooh, ooh
I'm pourin' up in my Fanta, fuck that slander
'Cause my bitches love me, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
And, ma, I don't cancel, hustlin' out for you
With you
Bitch, you finna try who?
Got my tool, I'll put you straight up on the news, I swear

[Verse 1]
Got a plan for all you niggas, look, now check it out
I done made it out that north, the recipe to take somethin' off
Don't say a thing, what's in this house, we ain't finna fight, I'ma kick you out
That shit be flaw, just watch your motherfuckin' mouth
I'm exhausted, not from flossin', come from tryna X me out
I'm a vamp, I ain't goin' down, you'd think a Xan'd take me out
Bitch, I'm a man, don't stand down, I'll put this pistol in your mouth
And call it self defense and said you tried to harm me in my house
It's gangster, nigga
Caught up in some danger, northside ranger
No one that can blame me, I can never tame her
I just do my thing and buy these fly things
Don't tell her one thing and pour up my syrup

[Chorus]
I always felt like I ain't need your answer
I smoke the Joe, but you the one that I'm bringin' cancer (Bah)
Ooh, ooh
I'm pourin' up in my Fanta, fuck that slander
'Cause my bitches love me, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
And, ma, I don't cancel, hustlin' out for you
With you
Bitch, you finna try who?
Got my tool, I'll put you straight up on the news, I swear

[Verse 2]
Now, I told you I ain't come to play games, you better stand if you a man
I ain't playin' it fair inside this game, if you a ho, I'll take your chain
I don't rock like that, I'll give it to my mans for some change
Soon as you say, "Get back," I'ma put my own bag on top your brain
'Cause I always felt like I ain't need no answers
I took that 5 and mixed it with slime, comin' through like Pampers
I got slimes strictly straight out they mind, they tryna slam you
In front the police, blam you, bitch, you'll get dismantled

[Chorus]
I always felt like I ain't need your answer
I smoke the Joe, but you the one that I'm bringin' cancer (Bah)
Ooh, ooh
I'm pourin' up in my Fanta, fuck that slander
'Cause my bitches love me, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
And, ma, I don't cancel, hustlin' out for you
With you
Bitch, you finna try who?
Got my tool, I'll put you straight up on the news, I swear