Cancer

Lyrics

[Intro] (I—I love you) (Yah, yah) (Young Zen, yah, slime) (Zen take yo' ho) [Chorus] Told 'em put they hands up Young Zen, I'm the man, duh (I'm the man, duh) Bitch, I'm smoking cancer (Yah, cancer) Po-pockets fat, can't handle (Can't handle) Bih' so thick, can't handle (Ha-ha, yah) We smoke yo' ass like candle (Like candle) Yeah, wit-with a fan hoe Thro-throw 'em hunnids, dance hoe I'm wit' T, we wit them hoes Tina bitch, yeah, she gon' blow She want love, I don't know, yeah (Yah) Bitch, she ringin' phone (Ha-ha) Guranteed I'm drunk as fuck drivin' home Yeah, th-that bitch on my bone (Ha-ha) We-we gon' send 'em home, slatt (Yah, yah) [Verse] Stay low, keep my money up (Yah) Sh-she gon' ride like bunny yeah (Yah) Bitch I'm hot, like, "what the fuck?" (Fu-fuck) Drin-drink, got me, what the fuck (What the fuck) They hit a play, like, "who yo' plug?" I'm-I'm tryna fuck, bitch, are you dumb ? (Yah, yah, yah) Bored as fuck, where the drugs ? Thick bitch, give me sum' I just fucked this nigga hoe On your knees, bitch, blow Crash the whip if it get towed [?] Who is you? Boy, I don't know Copy [?] I just popped the rocks, she on the phone (phone) I slid to crib, I gave her bone (Slime) [Bridge] (Yeah) (Woah, sli-slime) (Woah, yeah) (Zen) (Yeah, okay) (Huh) (Zen take yo' ho) (Zen take yo' ho) (Yah, yah) [Chorus] Told 'em put they hands up Young Zen, I'm the man, tho (I'm the man, tho) Bitch, I'm smoking cancer (Yah, cancer) Po-pockets fat, can't handle (Can't handle) Bih' so thick, can't handle (Ha-ha, yah) We smoke yo' ass like candle (Like candle) Yeah, wit-with a fan hoe Thro-throw 'em hunnids, dance hoe I want to be with the hoes Tina bitch, yeah, she gon' blow She want love, I don't know, yeah (Yah) Bitch, she ringin' phone (Ha-ha) Yeah I'm T'd up, drunk as fuck, I'm drivin' home Yeah, th-that bitch on my bone (Ha-ha) We-we gon' send 'em home, slatt (Yah, yah)