Letra de Smackers - Kodak Black

(Got my beat from London)

Glee

Record label full of 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?

Hundreds 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 whacked

Fuck that lil' ho, she a nat-nat

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

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 nothin' to go to jail, it ain't nothin' to get you killed

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

Fuck that lil' ho, she a heffer

Come here, lil' baby, you special

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

It ain't nothin' to get you murked, hit a nigga where it hurt

Water on me like I burp, water 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 four hunna, I'm in the club with them gunners

That ain't my opp, he's a runner

Nigga say I shot his mama

I hit the store with a fitted pack, I hit yo' ho with no Jimmy mack

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

I got your cubicles, 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 stepper, 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 dive in the deep, last time I snipe who I see, 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, none of them leased

Two Benz's, Cullinan 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

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