Smackers Lyrics

Smackers - Kodak Black

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[Intro]

(Got my beat from London)

Glee

[Verse]

Record label with no smackers, rap group with no rappers

I could get a nigga scratched

Call me daddy, she a bastard, come here baby, I'm yo' dad

Hundred K on a medallion, jeweler, he don’t ever tax

Spend this shit and get it back

I don't like none of you rappers, snipe a nigga, how 'bout that?

Hunits fallin' out my ass put a nigga on they back

Project baby with no Similac, in the Caddy, but I never lack

My lil nigga, he gon' handle that, I could get a nigga walked

Fuck that hoe, she a nat-nat

I could get a nigga kidnapped, I could get a nigga snatched

(Got my beat from London)

I can do it by mysеlf, I go do it by myself

You won’t do it by yo' self, put a nigga on a shelf

Put a nigga on a rack

It ain’t nun to go to jail, it ain’t nun to gеt you killed

Ice on my neck when it melt, eat me up baby, right there

Fuck that lil hoe, she a heffer

Come here baby, you special

Put that nigga on a stretcher, put that nigga on a shirt

It ain’t nun to get you murked, hit a nigga where it hurt

Water on me like I burp, .40 on me, I be icy

Water on me, now she like me

I went to jail, you ain’t write me

Check on your boy for the Nike

Check on yo' boy, this for [?], I’m in the club with them gunners

That ain’t my opp, he’s a [?]

Nigga say I shot his momma

I hit the stoe with a fitted cap, I hit yo' hoe with no Jimmy mack

Don’t drop that song, you ain’t livin' that

I got your cubicals, get it back

Nigga ain’t gettin' back shit

I played the cross like I’m Chris

Kodak the boss, yeah bitch

KTB, kill that boy, cutthroat

Walk in my room, it’s a gun show

And I get high off the gun smoke, high off the meth

Better off fakin' yo' death than fakin' with me

You say you a steeper, then step

Record label full of gangstas, only vultures at the table

Bitch I’ma eat

You hit out the car with a Draco

Finesser, I'm makin' you pay for it, bitch get on feet

I had to [?], last time I snipe [?], bodies be cheap

Kodak the one with the vision, I got my clique in position

They listen to me, got all kinda movement

I keep shooters for my shooters, in case them niggas wanna beef

Got two mansions, one on the beach

Two Bentleys, nun' of them of them leased

Two Benz's, [?] and Jeep

Who said they fuckin' with me?

The money been comin' with keys

I got a vault in the attic, I done went frosted the Patek

You can’t even see the Philippe