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lirik lagu lil murdah jett - homework in a hearse

[intro]
b~tch, turn me up in the headphones
jett world or the dirt, hoe
free lil tay~tay, free slimey veezy (free the steppers)
long live big ratt, he died doin’ what he love—makin’ a b~tch bleed (haha, facts)

[verse]
i do my homework in a he~rs~, b~tch, this math come with a clip (boom)
caught his ass by the lockers, now his bookbag full of drip (splash)
tried to run, i hit his ankles, made him flip like gymnastics (cartwheel)
they ain’t learnin’ nothin’ in class, we teach ‘em caskets (jett school)
pencil pouch got a pole in it, lunchbox hold the switch (packin’)
i ain’t studyin’ for no quiz unless it’s who i’m finna blitz (pop quiz)
b~tch, i got expelled, then shot the princ~p~l for fun (boom)
he said, “you’ll be dead at 20,” i said, “bet—i’ll get it done” (brrrah)
i don’t listen to no rules, i make ‘em cry and call me son (cry baby)
caught that goofy with his tutor, now his smart ass on the run (dumbass)
i be drillin’ in my school shoes, nike got blood on the tongue (facts)
y’all be postin’ y’all lil’ pistols, we put bodies in the trunk (zip ’em)
put his sister in a blender, then sent ashes to his mom (gift wrap)
now she prayin’ to a ghost while we still slidin’ with bombs (boom)
i don’t duck sh~t, i’m outside with a switch like i’m cuttin’ grass (trim him)
i turned his whole gang into hashtags just to make me laugh (trending)
caught his uncle at the gas station, now he got no past (boom)
and his daughter caught a ricochet, i told bruh, “just smash” (gone)
i’m too young for a license but still slidin’ in the stolo (skrrt)
caught a rapper at the red light, turned his dreads to a logo (splatter)
all my opps be fans, i caught one askin’ for a photo (say cheese)
now he missin’ t~~th, he try to talk but just blow bubbles like it’s slow~mo (dummy)
my backpack got death in it, my binder full of names (cross ‘em)
every time i fail a test, i go and pop a brain (study that)
they say jett too wild, he need a therapist or chain (nope)
but all i need is hollow tips and this .40 that’s untamed (bang)
we don’t warn sh~t, we ghost ride, then pop out like a plague (boo)
caught him readin’ scriptures, turned his bible to a cage (page bled)
yeah, i got expelled again, this time for bringin’ flames (torch)
set the science lab on fire just to cook a opp’s brain (boom)
put his ashes in a project, now he part of what we slang (restock)
got his cousin in a tupperware, his mom just call it “pain” (haha)
if you say my name, make peace or dig your own hole (start diggin’)
we don’t spin twice—first ride drop souls (soul taker)
lil jett got no chill, i’ll shoot a nurse in the nose (pop pop)
he was nappin’ on the job, now he forever doze (sleep tight)
we don’t honor no beef, we just cook it and plate it (chef)
he got hit eatin’ nuggets, now mcdonald’s devastated (closed down)
told the opps don’t blink, i’m known to slide while medicated (facts)
i’ll take a tylenol and hit three hoods, that’s regulated (go)
lil tay~tay got a draco with a grip from a bike (custom)
he only ten but dropped six, he don’t even ride right (k!ller)
we make the news weekly, still duckin’ them likes (ain’t postin’)
cause real k!llers don’t post, we just catch ‘em at night (facts)
you got stained for your chain, your b~tch got popped in the sight (b~tch down)
now you screamin’ on the net like we won’t spin twice (try it)
[outro]
homework in a he~rs~, b~tch, i turn classrooms to war zones
jett world the f~ckin’ label, lil’ opps gettin’ whacked before recess
rest up big ratt, free tay~tay, slimey veezy, and them
still banned from every district in the state—12 years old, no cap
lil murdah jett, b~tch

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