Smack A Bitch

Yeah Yeah Sugar Trap Verse 1 Rule number 1 Don't worry about a bitch 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 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 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 bitch today Oh my fucking god Chorus 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 Yeah, whoa 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 Verse 2 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 bitch stay in your place Lame You rap about an Audi too much Shut the fuck up Because my Audi paid off bitch, hush Shut the fuck up Why she be yelling so much If I see you in the street, bitch your ass is done I don't need your opinion I don't need it, bitch Do what I fucking want Do what I fucking want You such a fucking chump You such a fucking chump Pockets on stole, lump sum Damn Bitch, you a fucking bum You a fucking bum See you, your ass is done Your ass is done Outro Thank god I ain't? Thank god I ain't have to smack that bitch today Whoa, catch a case Punch that bitch right in her face Yeah Sugar trap