Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Smackers, artist - Kodak Black.
Date of issue: 24.02.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Smackers |
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 myself, 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 get 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 |