lirik lagu lil murdah jett - shootout at snack time
[intro]
don’t pass me no cookies, b~tch, pass me the pole
we turn snack time into nap time—permanent nap time
haha, jett world got lunch trays full of clips
free tay~tay, still fightin’ that cafeteria case
long live lil slapp—he died slidin’ with a lunchable
[verse]
shootout at snack time, caught a opp mid~bite (boom boom)
he had chips and a fruit cup, now he losin’ his life (dead)
i got beef with the janitor—tried to clean up my stripes (f~ck him)
so i mopped his ass quick with a broom full of pipes (clean k!ll)
b~tch, i’m banned from the lunch line, but i still bring heat (hot plate)
told the lunch lady, “f~ck this pizza, i want blood on the meat” (blood sauce)
they caught me on cam, masked up with my cleats (zoom)
i been steppin’ through the halls like i’m guardin’ the east (post up)
he tried to duck behind a desk, now that desk got red paint (splash)
now the school got a rule: “don’t breathe if you ain’t” (ha)
caught a teacher at her car, she said, “please”—too late (brrrah)
that .40 sang in soprano, made her soul elevate (bye~bye)
b~tch, i shoot like it’s recess but think like the navy (tactical)
we pulled up in a van lookin’ normal—then got crazy (skrrt)
glock tucked in my binder, machete in my locker (facts)
tried to search me, now the dean missin’ t~~th like a boxer (boom!)
ain’t no art class, but this paint splatter wild (drip)
every bullet got a brushstroke, we colorin’ vile (red red red)
even princ~p~l duckin’, he know jett been on trial (he know)
but the jury got popped too, so i’m out with a smile (haha)
we don’t do no hall passes, just pass~offs and sticks (trade up)
caught him walkin’ to the nurse, now his pulse don’t tick (flatline)
b~tch, i shoot with emotion, this my therapy sh~t (drill therapy)
got expelled, came back, then shot the therapist quick (boom boom)
tell the cops i’m in math, but i’m countin’ up hits (body count)
turned his group project into a group full of splits (chopped)
his lil’ brother tried to slide, but he fell on his kicks (clumsy)
now the whole d~mn class in a trauma unit list (all y’all gone)
lil tay~tay in the cut with the strap in his f~nny (strapped)
twelve years old but got more hits than yo granny (no bap)
i was in the science lab, now i’m cookin’ up damage (boom!)
shot him in the gut, now he leakin’ like a sandwich (ugh)
got a 30 in my lunchbox, don’t test my hunger (don’t)
i’ll shoot through the ceiling and drop a b~tch from under (up top)
caught his pops at career day, now he unemployed (d~mn)
left him laid out by the charts, kids cryin’, no noise (silenced)
i do damage on purpose, b~tch, i’m failin’ with style (flunk king)
ain’t no college for k!llers, i’m already on trial (next up)
caught his twin sister laggin’, now she part of the file (closed)
we don’t do no family discounts, just extra miles (extended)
he wore jett world merch—died feelin’ inspired (haha)
put the whole fifth grade on a shirt, i’m tired (body bag)
they tried to lock me up, but i slid on the driver (skrrt)
now i’m back at snack time, yellin’ “who want fire?” (boom boom!)
[outro]
shootout at snack time—this ain’t no cartoon, b~tch
you get caught with a capri sun, we gon’ turn that pouch red
jett world is the f~ckin’ lunch table
free tay~tay, long live slapp, rest in p~ss to every opp that ever lived
lil murdah jett, twelve years old, but my record older than your daddy’s charges
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