lirik lagu lil murdah jett - don’t come to recess
[intro]
don’t bring yo’ b~tch~ass to recess, boy
i ain’t playin’ tag, i’m playin’ caskets—ha
jett world, jett world, jett world
long live lil bussa, he died laughin’ in a opp face
free tay~tay, still fightin’ that double lunch line body
[verse]
don’t come to recess if you ain’t strapped, we don’t play no tetherball (nah)
b~tch, i slide with a switch and a blade in my overall (chop!)
caught a goofy by the monkey bars, he dropped before he called (boom boom)
now he chalked up by the swings, look like a mural on the wall (tag him)
told my teacher “f~ck a future,” i just wanna see blood leak (splash)
caught his ass before the bеll, he ain’t even gеt to eat (no lunch)
i got ops in every class, i keep bodies in my tweets (for real)
shot him in his apple watch, now he frozen in his seat (clocked out)
tried to bring his uncle to fight, now they both miss feet (gone)
we ain’t squarin’ up sh~t, we hop out vans and delete (get deleted)
jett world really spin blocks like hula hoops in heat (spin ‘em)
if the playground got your scent, we gon’ paint that b~tch in bleach (clean scene)
yeah, i got kicked off the bus, but i still ride with a pole (skrrt)
i turn story time to war stories, k!llin’ takes its toll (bodies)
b~tch, i had detention, came back with a soul (boom)
my lil’ shooter only seven, he do hits in honor rolls (g~nius)
that’s yo big bro? then that’s my next trophy, i suppose (headshot)
pop up in his band concert and let the trumpet blow (waaah!)
yeah, i flunked out, but i still got stripes in the field (facts)
he passed math, but failed life—got cooked like a meal (boom)
told his mama “don’t cry,” she should’ve raised him to k!ll (too late)
now she visitin’ his grave more than she payin’ bills (sad)
i turn halloween into christmas, give out shots as gifts (hollow tips)
b~tch, i robbed santa in july, now the sleigh got a lift (ha!)
i done robbed the lunch lady for all her pudding and scripts (gimme that)
and caught a opp at the book fair, left his brain on a cliff (dropped)
my lil’ cousin got expelled for hidin’ heat in his flute (brrrah)
that’s how we slide in music class, we turn it into a coupe (zoom)
he was talkin’ outta turn, now his voice on mute (shhh)
left his head hangin’ out his locker like a loose~ass boot (slumped)
i don’t play hopscotch, i play “who gettin’ dropped” (blatt)
caught three of them at recess, turned they fort to a plot (dig it)
i write names with sh~ll casings, this my favorite spot (tag ‘em)
i make murals with blood, the slide wet when it’s hot (soaked)
lil murdah never miss—ask around, i got proof (go ask)
even my enemies’ cousins tell me “jett the truth” (he him)
b~tch, i shot the guidance counselor for askin’ how i feel (boom)
now the hallway got chalk, and his glasses in the seal (nerd down)
don’t come to recess if you got dreams and plans (nope)
’cause we takin’ all that sh~t and leavin’ your fam (gone)
this that death bell ringin’, b~tch, no scam (real)
caught him jumpin’ rope, now he stiff in a jam (done)
[outro]
no tag, no hide~n~seek, we doin’ graveyard games
jett world block captains—ain’t no whistles, just pain
free tay~tay, free slimey veezy, long live lil bussa
and if you come to recess, bring a vest, b~tch
lil murdah jett, i ain’t missin’ a single shot
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