Smash Lyrics - Jarren Benton

I spaz on these hoes like the Birdman 

Mr. Benton bitch its curtains 

So fresh and clean with no detergent 

Ill nigga get a surgeon 

You gotta watch out for the serpent 

If that pussy good she'll get a Birkin 

I fill my Thermos up with Bourbon 

So high like "where the fuck the Earth went?" 

Oh no, nigga this is a horror show 

We run this shit better work on your cardio 

We killing shit nigga like the Sicario 

After the show its a party ho 

Pop out the gutter like Mario 

Get the dough from [?] to Barbie, yo 

I cried when Benny shot at Carlito 

I fucked a lot of hoes I hardly know 

Hallelujah rest in peace to Prince 

My niggas falling out that's word to Peter Wentz 

Niggas wonder why the FV split 

I'm independent they can't tell me shit 

I'm drunk as fuck I hit the cement twice 

I pop a pill to help me sleep at night 

Hallelujah word to Jesus Christ 

We lost a lot of legends rest in peace to Phife 

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I might down a four, I might do the dab 

I might pop a pill, I might drop a tab 

I might roll a blunt, I might smoke a Xan 

I might hit the spot, I might show up, smash 

Hop in a foreign, I'm killing the lane, my foot on the gas 

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Start this shit and we jump on the couch and we fuck this shit up and we 

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Met the lil' hoe, and I bend the lil' hoe, and I hit the lil' hoe and I 

Smash 

Pipe up the spot, and we make this shit hot and get banned from the spot and we 

Smash 

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Still murdering shit in a Mink coat 

No habla these fuck niggas lingo 

I'm laid on the beach out in Santo Domingo 

The Desert Eagle might be tucked in the jean coat 

Whose side am I on, nigga Dame or Hop? 

I'll murder both of them niggas, just name a spot 

I be there in a flash with the stainless cocked 

This for Ms. Tomica Wright, I leave you brainless Hop! 

I'm joking, still loving my brethren 

Jarren throwed off like I've had at the Seven-Eleven 

I laugh at the Reverend 

Put you on a highway to Heaven 

I'm out for revenge like that guy in the Revenant 

Black Mac 11, clap at you peasants 

My uncle smoke his crack get high as a pheasant 

I let my babies know that life is a blessing 

And when I'm on the road my wife just be stressing 

Hallelujah rest in peace to shawty 

Y'all can suck my dick until the semen gone 

Niggas wonder what the weed be on 

Can't sleep at night without the TV on 

Hallelujah motherfuck the peace 

The bully's homies, niggas cut that bitch 

Never catch me on no sucker shit 

And we don't fucking quit until we fucking rich 

I might down a four, I might do the dab 

I might pop a pill, I might drop a tab 

I might roll a blunt, I might smoke a Xan 

I might hit the spot, I might show up, smash 

Hop in a foreign, I'm killing the lane, my foot on the gas 

Smash 

Start this shit and we jump on the couch and we fuck this shit up and we 

Smash 

Met the lil' hoe, and I bend the lil' hoe, and I hit the lil' hoe and I 

Smash 

Pipe up the spot, and we make this shit hot and get banned from the spot and we 

Smash