Cupcakke - Smack A b**h (Remix) lyrics

[Intro:Rico Nasty] Yeah Yeah Sugar Trap [Verse 1: Rico Nasty] (Rule number 1) Don't worry about a b**h who never been in your place Always move in silence, never question your fate (Rule number 2) Always check in on your n***as, 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 f** these n***as, 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 b**h today (Oh my f**ing god) [Chorus: Rico Nasty] Smack a b**h today Thank God I ain't have to smack a b**h today Yeah Smack a b**h today Thank God I ain't have to smack a b**h today Yeah, whoa Smack a b**h today Thank God I ain't have to smack a b**h today Huh Smack a b**h today Thank God I ain't have to smack a b**h today [Verse: CupcakKe] Smack that b**h right with the Glock Check that b**h 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 hoe 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 b**hes be hiding like pregnant Kylie It's on sight, better think twice Spit on that b**h like a motherf**in' mic Cutting up on a hoe just like a slice Put both hands on a b**h 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 f**ing god [Chorus: Rico Nasty] Smack a b**h today Thank God I ain't have to smack a b**h today Yeah Smack a b**h today Thank God I ain't have to smack a b**h today Yeah, whoa Smack a b**h today Thank God I ain't have to smack a b**h today Huh Smack a b**h today Thank God I ain't have to smack a b**h today [Verse 2: Rico Nasty] 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 b**h stay in your place (Lame) "You rap about an Audi too much" (Shut the f** up) Because my Audi paid off b**h, hush! (Shut the f** up) Why she be yelling so much? If I see you in the street, b**h your a** is done I don't need your opinion (I don't need it, b**h) Do what I f**ing want (Do what I f**ing want) You such a f**ing chump (You such a f**ing chump) Pockets on swole, lump sum (Damn!) b**h, you a f**ing bum (You a f**ing bum!) See you, your a** is done (Your a** is done) [Outro: Rico Nasty] Thank god I ain't– Thank god I ain't have to smack that b**h today Whoa, catch a case Punch that b**h right in her face Yeah! Sugar trap!