​Rico Nasty Ft CupcakKe – Smack A Bitch (Remix) Lyrics

Smack A *** (Remix) Lyrics – ​Rico Nasty

Yeah
Yeah
Sugar Trap

(Rule number 1)
Don’t worry about a *** who never been in your place
Always move in silence, never question your fate
(Rule number 2)
Always check in on your niggas, gotta make sure they straight
If I’m getting 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
*** 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 eating so much, I’ve been saying my grace
When the times was rough, I would look up and pray
Thank God I ain’t have to smack a *** today
(Oh my *** god)

Smack a *** today
Thank God I ain’t have to smack a *** today
Yeah
Smack a *** today
Thank God I ain’t have to smack a *** today
Yeah, whoa
Smack a *** today
Thank God I ain’t have to smack a *** today
Huh
Smack a *** today
Thank God I ain’t have to smack a *** today

Smack that *** right with the Glock
Check that *** like she my watch (you know it)
Stay in the field, no white socks (I’m outchea)
Patrick Star, how you bout to get rocked
Knock that *** clean, now man that’s how I tidy
Clapping at these hoes, to stop me need Blue Ivy
Draco go everywhere I go like my ID
*** be hiding like pregnant Kylie
It’s on sight, better think twice
Spit on that *** like a motherfuckin’ mic
*** up on a *** just like a slice
Put both hands on a *** like a bike
Yeah I’m so untouchable
And if shorty keep on tripping, I’ma smack her in the head with a Lunchable
Like oh my *** god

Smack a *** today
Thank God I ain’t have to smack a *** today
Yeah
Smack a *** today
Thank God I ain’t have to smack a *** today
Yeah, whoa
Smack a *** today
Thank God I ain’t have to smack a *** today
Huh
Smack a *** today
Thank God I ain’t have to smack a *** today

Rollin’ up OG, when I’m smoking my jay (yeah!)
New car, too fast, so I’m winning the race (haha!)
Blast off, fast car, cool breeze in your face (whoa!)
Don’t hate on me *** stay in your place (lame)
“You rap about an Audi too much” (shut the *** up)
Because my Audi paid off ***, hush! (shut the *** up)
Why she be yelling so much?
If I see you in the street, *** your ass is done
I don’t need your opinion (I don’t need it, ***)
Do what I *** want (do what I *** want)
You such a *** chump (you such a *** chump)
Pockets on swole, lump sum (damn!)
***, you a *** bum (you a *** 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 *** today
Whoa, catch a case
Punch that *** right in her face
Yeah!
Sugar trap!