Cancel That b*tch lyrics

[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Young Jefe, holmes!
(Zaytoven)
(That boy Cass)

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
When I walk out my house, I got my Glizzy on my hip (Bang)
Just in case a pus*y n*gga try to hit a lick (pus*y, woah)
Few problems I've never had, and that was money and a b*tch (Yep)
Feeling just like Nino, I got b*tches whippin' bricks (Whip, whip, whip, whip)
We just didn't fit, had to cancel that b*tch (Aw, aw)
She wasn't good for sh*t, went on and cancelled that b*tch (Aw, aw, aw)
We couldn't get no money, so I cancelled that b*tch (Goddamn)
Ain't get along with momma, had to cancel that b*tch (Goddamn, Goddamn)

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
Get down on your knees (Ooh), Jefe, baby please (Jefe)
She ain't tryna f*ck me so I told that ho to leave (Go)
You ain't met a G until you f*ck with double G (Yo-Yo, Yo-Yo, Yo-Yo)
Bad foreign piece, ooh, she took me overseas (Ooh)
I had a lil black b*tch, and she kept it a hunnid (Hunnid, hunnid)
But she was too friendly, so I sent her back to London (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Don't get in all that bogus sh*t 'cause I know they just frontin' (Yeah, yeah)
No that ain't my brother, smoke his ass just like Gee Money (Woah, woah, woah)
I got plenty money, and I got plenty haters (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't do you no favors if you can't do me no favors (No, no)
Dusty b*tch at my table (Woo, woo)
Riding around with ACEs (Woo, woo)
My Harlem joint my favorite (Yeah)
No, no, no, she not basic (Hey, hey, hey)
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
When I walk out my house, I got my Glizzy on my hip (Bang)
Just in case a pus*y n*gga try to hit a lick (pus*y, woah)
Few problems I've never had, and that was money and a b*tch (Yep)
Feeling just like Nino, I got b*tches whippin' bricks (Whip, whip, whip, whip)
We just didn't fit, had to cancel that b*tch (Aw, aw)
She wasn't good for sh*t, went on and cancelled that b*tch (Aw, aw, aw)
We couldn't get no money, so I cancelled that b*tch (Goddamn)
Ain't get along with momma, had to cancel that b*tch (Goddamn, Goddamn)

[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
I'm Saaaauce
b*tch get out of my car (b*tch)
Who do you think that you are? (Who you are?)
b*tch, you ain't Nicki Minaj (Nah-uh)
b*tch, you ain't Vivica Fox, and if you is, I don't give a damn (I don't)
'Cause the money come first, baby, you can save the attitude for Instagram (Wooo)
I had the fire the ho (I did), I had to retire the ho (Lil b*tch)
Two thousand in the whole week, b*tch your legs movin' too slow
You ain't applying yourself
Always lookin' out for your friends but you gotta pay bills by yourself
So who is taking the L? (Stupid)
But you want the new Chanel
Want the crystals on your nails
But the b*tches with you ain't gon' get it and you always with 'em so you fail (Fail)
Got you thinking like a square (A square)
f*ckin' n*ggas 'cause he say he care
No you lost your house and he ain't there
Now you working out a hotel
I'm Saaaauce
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
When I walk out my house, I got my Glizzy on my hip (Bang)
Just in case a pus*y n*gga try to hit a lick (pus*y, woah)
Few problems I've never had, and that was money and a b*tch (Yep)
Feeling just like Nino, I got b*tches whippin' bricks (Whip, whip, whip, whip)
We just didn't fit, had to cancel that b*tch (Aw, aw)
She wasn't good for sh*t, went on and cancelled that b*tch (Aw, aw, aw)
We couldn't get no money, so I cancelled that b*tch (Goddamn)
(Hahah, woah, woah, woah, Sauce, Sosa, woah, damnit)
Ain't get along with momma, had to cancel that b*tch (Goddamn, Goddamn)

[Verse 3: SosaMann]
Had to cancel lil' momma (Lil momma)
She wasn't getting no gwala (No)
And she tryna give me drama (Woah)
Damn, that's a no, no, no way, Jose, not today (Huh, what?)
Want to f*ck with So, gotta pay
Hard on 'em, working like a slave
I was trapping hard, broad day (Wha-)
Met a b*tch she wasn't good for nun' (b*tch)
In my whip pushing all the buttons
Had to kick her up out the foreign, woah (Get the f*ck out my car)
Now I make it out to splash bills and to f*cking drip
To D.C. 'bout to take a trip (D.C.)
And go and kick it with Shy and them (Shy)
A pool of sauce I just dive in
Two pumps and that pistol grip, damn (Yeah)
Run up n*gga get blammed, Glizzy Gang that's my fam (Wassup)
In the trap was gettin' bands, woah (Woah, damn)
No more selling dope (No more)
But the n*gga still keep the pole, boom, boom
(I'm Sauce, woah, Sauce, Sauce Glizzy)
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
When I walk out my house, I got my Glizzy on my hip (Bang)
Just in case a pus*y n*gga try to hit a lick (pus*y, woah)
Few problems I've never had, and that was money and a b*tch (Yep)
Feeling just like Nino, I got b*tches whippin' bricks (Whip, whip, whip, whip)
We just didn't fit, had to cancel that b*tch (Aw, aw)
She wasn't good for sh*t, went on and cancelled that b*tch (Aw, aw, aw)
We couldn't get no money, so I cancelled that b*tch (Goddamn)
Ain't get along with momma, had to cancel that b*tch (Goddamn, Goddamn)