Cancel Out

By Trappdaplugg

Released on June 16, 2024

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[Intro: Koujas]

Hey (Desire)

(Yeah, now you rockin' wit' Rada, yeah)


[Chorus: Koujas]

I had to cancel out all the fake

Look at my pockets, they holdin' up weight

I'm in the back gettin' brain in the Wraith

He talkin' that shit, we closin' the case

I got his ho in the back givin' face


[Verse 1: Koujas]

Let me know what you on

I'm rollin' up gas, it's strong

Look at my pockets, they long

I got this ho wanna wait too long

Look at my bitch waist snatched

He talk down he turn to a pack

Most of my brothers, they slimy say slatt

Watch how I take his lil' bitch pull her tracks

Watch how the Glock make him run like a track

Rockin' Balenci my kicks, they tracks

Twin got a g-l-o-c-k compact

He try to run up then he go out sad

Look at my bitch pretty and she so bad

This the Margiеla shit, bitch I smell good

Walk in this bitch every hood I'm good

This bitch wanna fuck, tеll the bitch "I'm good"

Rockin' this new Margiela, like bitch I'm fly as ever

Like bitch, I'm high than propeller

I'm on these drugs lil' bitch, off schedule

Most of my brothers, they felons no tellin'

I hop on a beat by Rada, I nail it

All this fake love, I done felt it

He sippin' green like a Celtic

My bitch bad, hourglass figure

I get the racks, I'm countin' the figures

Most of my brothers, they slimy you figure

He sayin' he 'bout it, won't pull the lil' trigger

I'm wit' lil' Six, we up in a scat

He don't know, this shit go blatt

Bitch so bad so I'm tryna crack

She wanna cuff, she must be on crack


[Chorus: Koujas]

I had to cancel out all the fake

Look at my pockets, they holdin' up weight

I'm in the back gettin' brain in the Wraith

He talkin' that shit, we closin' the case

I got his ho in the back givin' face


[Verse 2: Trapp]

I'm tryna see what he on

My nigga gon' do him in bad

I'ma just pull out that stick

I swear i'm blowin' yo' ass down

Yeah, she come to the crib

You know I'm tappin' that ass down

My niggas on that shit

We ain't doin' no playin' round

Yeah, I smell good bitch, I got on Margiela

Too much money like why would you settle?

If she is not money that ho is not special

Yeah you can run, them bullets gon' catch you

This big ass bankroll look like Precious

I thank God for all of my blessings

You told me the truth, it taught me a lesson


[Verse 3: 4400dy]

Bad bitch look like Kim, she pressure

She want a ring, she ain't nobody special

This bitch do the most, yeah she so fuckin' extra

(So fuckin' extra, so fuckin' extra)

Baby Drac on me, that shit keep on spellin'

I'm out in Lennox tryna fuck on a dancer

Fuckin' this bitch now she sayin' I'm cancer

Like bro, come get ya' bitch off me

She tryna take a pic wit' lil' Dy

She said "you famous, a hunnid' k streams"

I said "it's lame, it ain't nothin' to me"

Fuckin' this hoe, it ain't nothin' to me

I keep that strap, keep it under the seat

G63 'cause I had crashed in the Beam

She feelin' me, she see its knots in my jeans


[Chorus: Koujas]

I had to cancel out all the fake

Look at my pockets, they holdin' up weight

I'm in the back gettin' brain in the Wraith

He talkin' that shit, we closin' the case

I got his ho in the back givin' face

(Yeah, now you rockin' wit' Rada)