Lyrics SMASH - ZaeHD & CEO

Ayy
Yeah
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
(Turn up, turn up, yeah, yeah)
Turn up, turn up
Them hits don't make no sense
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Look around, thirty bands in my pocket
And that shit don't fold, I don't need no fucking rocket (Huh?)
Now I get so high, I'm so high, I'm in the cockpit
Bitches bend it over, then you know that I'ma pop it (Huh?)
(Jump, jump), in a moshpit
Whipping up ingredients, you know I Betty Crock' it
Sliding like an eel 'cause she know that I'ma shock it
Niggas know HighDefGang, we the trending topic
Mary, Mary had a little lamb (Little lamb)
And it's Thanksgiving so you know I eat the ham (Tasty)
Peanut butter jelly, please don't forget the jam
I'm just tryna beat, slam, bam, thank you, ma'am
Smoke that gas, bitch, smoke that gas (Smoke that gas)
Show that ass, bitch, show that ass
Tryna smash, bitch, tryna smash (Tryna smash)
You is trash, bitch, you is trash (You is trash)
Ayy, brand new McLaren,
It's gon' smash smash smash (It's gon smash, smash)
Bitch, I'm ballin hard like Steve Nash Nash Nash (Nash, Nash, Nash)
I just bought out the whole store,
I'm poppin' tags, tags, tags (I'm poppin' tags)
You keep on complaining but be sitting
On your ass (You be sitting on your ass)
And I'm like, "Who, bitch?" I'ma pull off in a coupe, bitch (Bitch)
Who is you, bitch? (Who?) Smoking the dope on the roof, bitch
I like two, bitch,
I pull these bitches in twos, bitch (I like two, bitch)
I can't lose bitch (I can't lose),
I walk around with my tool, bitch (Bitch, bitch)
That shit hard (That shit hard), Oh my God (Oh my God)
Bitch, I'm on the avenue (Skrrt), I'm switching cars (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, I've been flexing so hard (Flexing
Hard), might break the bar (Might break the bar)
Eeny miny, moe, which one?
I'm going to Mars (I'm going to Mars, bitch)
I just looked up in the stars up in the car (And I see stars), ayy
I just fucked your main bitch, she is gnarly (She is gnarly), ayy
In the kitchen, whipping up iCarly (Whipping up iCarly)
On the couch,
She gon' play with my Atari (She gon' play with my Atari, bitch)
Ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah
Turn up, yeah
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
Ayy, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, yeah