Yeah
Yeah (Rico)
Kenny (Sugar Trap)

(Ew, rule number one)
Don't worry about a bitch who never been in your place (huh?)
Always move in silence, never question your fate (rule number two)
Always check in on your niggas, gotta make sure they straight (bitch)
If I'm getting money, then you know we all got a plate (we all got a plate)
Since a baby in her tummy, mama knew I was great (yeah, 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 (yeah whoa)
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 (yeah)
Thank God I ain't have to smack a bitch today (yeah)

(Oh my fucking God)
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 (huh?)
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

This silly bitch had a problem, so what's up? (Bitch)
You know I keep it tucked, if it's up, then it's up
I ain't beefin' with that bitch 'cause she never runnin' up
I'm way too fine to fight but I'll still fuck these bitches up
If you come to the crib you're gonna die, ho
Pull up in that big body lookin' like a Tahoe
Keep a shooter with me, I got bitches in Chicago
Bitches want the smoke but don't be poppin' when I run down
Real bitches rollin' with me, bands, got a hundred-fifty
Told that bitch to come and get me, when I pull up to her city
You want static? I got plenty, yeah, this shit be getting gritty
Now these bitches can't be trusted so I never get too friendly

(Oh my fucking God)
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

I feel sad for all these stragglers, foot draggers
Long titty saggers, built like linebacker
Lyin' on they back for free, hustlin' backwards (hustlin' backwards)
Hoes think they fabulous, knowin' you're non-factors
Comment on my page or even makin' a status
You hoes think you bad, well bitch, go at her
Imagine a raggity bitch runnin' me ragged
I'll pimp slap a bitch tonight, no Gladys
I'm savage, I live life with no regret
Damn right, I ain't fuckin' unless they cuttin' a check
These hoes hoes tryna make me an emotional wreck
Thank God I ain't slap a bitch, yeah

(Oh my fucking God)
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 (rico)

I don't wanna kiss her (don't wanna) and I don't wanna miss her (ew)
But if she keep on tryin' I'ma have to fuckin' diss her (fuckin' diss her)
Claim that you a nigga but you actin' like a bitch (like a bitch)
My hands is bisexual show you how I switch (I fight boys and girls)
You bitches making me mad and it's gettin' real sad
Actin' like a bitch nigga 'til you need a pad (are you bleeding?)
You fuckin' talk too much, I don't listen, give a fuck (give a fuck)
Bitch I ran you over in my fucking Tesla truck (vroom, vroom, vroom)
Kill these hoes, stab these hoes, bitch
Pop these hoes, smack these hoes, bitch
I know I fuckin' shouldn't but she make me hella mad (hella mad)
Smack a bitch and her mother and I'll even smack her dad

(Oh my fucking God)
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 (huh?)
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

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Kenneth Charles III Blume, Maria Cecilia Simone Kelly