Smack That

Na for real man, I heard mad niggas talking shit
They gon' really hear what we got to say
Meechie, TuFou, Yung Tripp
Fuck all the haters man, fucking pussies

Oh that's your bitch? Nigga I'm gone hit that
Pass her to the gang like she was a new pack
Fuck her like voodoo cause she got a black cat
Ya' man can't say shit even though he a rat
He think you cheating cause you ain't texting back
Boy she getting hit from the fucking back
Like Akon said, "Smack That"
All on the floor, tap thatGive me some more, rat trap
With a cheddar whore, rat pack
What it's smokin' for? Opp' pack
We gon' shoot at doors, fuck that
We gon' break some laws, fuck that
Bitch, I'm not for no chit-chat
Just suck somе more
Get down to ya' knees and pray to the Lord, lil' bitch (ayе)

Pulled up with some thots and some drop
And some exotic pops I been living too hot (living too hot)
I been the cream of the crop
And just off of the streams I could give you a knot (give you a knot)
My problems used to be a lot
But now I get paid for the shit that I jot
They tried to keep me from the top
But I'm in the spot and I'm getting some top (I'm getting some)
Broke hoes getting ducked, Aflac (Aflac)
Tell me why the fuck would I backtrack (backtrack)
Might start selling dick, fuck rap (fuck rap)
If it ain't a licks of brick, don't ask
Don't call my phone if it ain't cash (blrrt)
When you slide through the hood, gettin' no pass (no pass)
I'm about to go on tour—run it up fast (up fast)
No, we ain't going out sad

Na, we ain't going out sad
Might've tripped but I'm still gonna bounce back
Got some money but I'm still gonna trap
Got a problem? We can take it out back
Yeah, like homie said, "Fuck rap"
Yeah, I'ma blow his head, blast that
Think I want a girl, but fuck that
Man I'm good on my own, you know that (yes sir)

Yes sir, yes sir
I done seen a lot of faces, I done been a lot of places
I done been a lot of spaces that these niggas wouldn't make it
Thought the change would of changed me but the change really
Made me
I was foul before the name, ask Meechie, he'll say it
I was wild before the fame, ask Tripp, I'll spray it
Copped the Jeep with the bank then the bitches started chasing
Copped the Jeep with no bank's help now the bitches chasing me
(Aye sometimes it be like that you just gotta push through it)
I never took the chance to really tell 'em how I felt
Cause the man in the mirror said I don't need nobody else
So I do it for you niggas and I do it for myself
Niggas still hating—must be good for they health (good for 'em)
I'm still stacking paper cause it's good for my wealth (good for me)
"Ball til I fall" but a nigga never fell
I'ma ball til I fall and a nigga never fail