Rico Nasty - Smack a Bitch lyrics
[Rico Nasty - Smack a Bitch lyrics]
Yeah! yeah! (Rico)
Kenny Beats sugar Trap!
(Rule #1)
Don't worry 'bout a bitch who
Never been in your place (Huh?)
Always move in silence
Never question your fate (Rule #2)
Always check in on ya niggas
Gotta make sure they straight
If I'm gettin' money
Then you know we all got a plate
Since a baby in her tummy
Mama knew I was great
They can't play me like a dummy
They know what not to take
Fuck these niggas 'cause the money
Only thing I'ma chase time is precious
That's the only thing I try not to waste
She hatin' 'cause I'm up
You can tell on her face
I been eatin' so much
I been sayin' my grace
When the times was rough
I would look up and pray
Thank God I ain't have to
Smack a bitch today
Oh my fucking God, smack a bitch today
Thank God I ain't have to
Smack a bitch today
Yeah! Smack a bitch today
Thank God I ain't have to
Smack a bitch today (Huh?)
Yeah, woah, smack a bitch today
Thank God I ain't have to
Smack a bitch today huh? Smack a bitch today
Thank God I ain't have to
Smack a bitch today
Rollin' up OG when I'm smokin' my J (yeah)
New car too fast so I'm winnin' the race
(Haha)
Blast off, fast car, cool breeze in ya face
(Whoa)
Don't hate on me, bitch, stay in ya place
(Lame) "You rap about a Audi too much"
(Shut the fuck up)
Because my Audi paid off, bitch, hush!
(Shut the fuck up)
"Why she be yellin' so much?"
If I see you in the streets, bitch
Ya ass is done (Lalalalala, hahaha)
I don't need your opinion
(I don't need it, bitch)
Do what I fuckin' want
(Do what I fuckin' want)
You such a fuckin' chump
(You such a fuckin' chump)
Pockets on swole, lump sum, damn!
Bitch, you a fuckin' bum
(You a fuckin' bum)
See you, your ass is done (Your ass is done)
Thank god I ain't–
Thank god I ain't have to
Smack that bitch today woah, catch a case
Punch that bitch right in her face, ooh
Ayy, yeah! Sugar Trap!
Kenny Beats sugar Trap!
(Rule #1)
Don't worry 'bout a bitch who
Never been in your place (Huh?)
Always move in silence
Never question your fate (Rule #2)
Always check in on ya niggas
Gotta make sure they straight
If I'm gettin' money
Then you know we all got a plate
Since a baby in her tummy
Mama knew I was great
They can't play me like a dummy
They know what not to take
Fuck these niggas 'cause the money
Only thing I'ma chase time is precious
That's the only thing I try not to waste
She hatin' 'cause I'm up
You can tell on her face
I been eatin' so much
I been sayin' my grace
When the times was rough
I would look up and pray
Thank God I ain't have to
Smack a bitch today
Oh my fucking God, smack a bitch today
Thank God I ain't have to
Smack a bitch today
Yeah! Smack a bitch today
Thank God I ain't have to
Smack a bitch today (Huh?)
Yeah, woah, smack a bitch today
Thank God I ain't have to
Smack a bitch today huh? Smack a bitch today
Thank God I ain't have to
Smack a bitch today
Rollin' up OG when I'm smokin' my J (yeah)
New car too fast so I'm winnin' the race
(Haha)
Blast off, fast car, cool breeze in ya face
(Whoa)
Don't hate on me, bitch, stay in ya place
(Lame) "You rap about a Audi too much"
(Shut the fuck up)
Because my Audi paid off, bitch, hush!
(Shut the fuck up)
"Why she be yellin' so much?"
If I see you in the streets, bitch
Ya ass is done (Lalalalala, hahaha)
I don't need your opinion
(I don't need it, bitch)
Do what I fuckin' want
(Do what I fuckin' want)
You such a fuckin' chump
(You such a fuckin' chump)
Pockets on swole, lump sum, damn!
Bitch, you a fuckin' bum
(You a fuckin' bum)
See you, your ass is done (Your ass is done)
Thank god I ain't–
Thank god I ain't have to
Smack that bitch today woah, catch a case
Punch that bitch right in her face, ooh
Ayy, yeah! Sugar Trap!