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lil murdah jett - first day back lyrics

[intro]
yeah, i just turned 13, b+tch—more body count, less talk
they let me back in school, i told ‘em, “big mistake”
new grade, same glock, and i still got the switch
free tay+tay, long live lil slapp, free all my shooters off them snack+trap charges
jett world run recess, b+tch

[verse]
first day back, i ain’t bring no pencil, brought a tec (grrah)
shot him in his chromebook, now he loggin’ outta breath (sign off)
caught a opp in uniform, but the shirt couldn’t protect (nope)
so i gave him fifteen—eight to the chest, rest to the neck (boom boom boom)
teacher said “new year, new goals”—nah, new clips (clack)
new ops, new shoеs to step on your clique (stomped out)
nеw glock, same switch, it still spit like a b+tch (brrrah)
caught him kissin’ on a desk, now he sleep with a glitch (slumped)
thirteen with a murder plan mapped out in my binder (blueprint)
i ain’t studyin’ math, i’m studyin’ where to find ya (boom!)
caught him at the vending machine, now he part of the floor (downed)
he pressed c2, i pressed r1—left blood on the door (boom!)
i ain’t do no summer school, i was loadin’ in the heat (facts)
practiced headshots on mannequins, now i’m back in the seat (locked in)
princ+p+l tried to talk tough, now he twitchin’ on the street (flatline)
dropped the whole d+mn office like i dropped a beat (gone)
b+tch, i don’t do assemblies, i interrupt ‘em with war (boom!)
now the band teacher missin’, trumpet bleedin’ on the floor (solo)
he had a future in jazz, now he quiet as the morgue (silence)
now they call me “jett the menace”—more feared than the lord (amen)
thirteen candles, thirteen bodies since the day i blew (facts)
if you make it to lunch, you blessed, b+tch, pray in your pew (say grace)
caught him readin’ in the hallway, now he part of the news (breaking)
had his mama on live cryin’, snot all on her shoes (b+tch boo+hoo)
we don’t fight no more, we light sh+t up (boom)
caught his brother tryna wrestle, now he tight zipped up (dumbass)
left his shoes and his wristbands right in the cut (tagged)
and a bullet in his yearbook—now his legacy’s dust (gone)
i turn age into rage, thirteen mean somethin’ (lucky?)
now i shoot with my eyes closed and still hit cousins (haha)
jett world run classrooms, got homerooms buzzin’
we send threats in airdrops, and then come bustin’ (bang bang!)
if the teacher see my face, that mean death in the room (r.i.p.)
i done turned detention to a permanent tomb (forever)
he had gym clothes on, but got dressed in doom
and now the hallway smell like trauma and fumes (wipe it)
thirteen years and i’m too advanced for the grade (way too lit)
said i’m gifted and cursed, i just call it well+trained (drilled up)
ain’t no path for me but murder and mayhem flames (fire)
shot the mascot mid+dance—now we changed the name (no cap)
now it’s jett high, b+tch, i run the map (all that)
took a selfie with his casket, posted: “welcome back” (cl!ck cl!ck)
my name in the system like i’m born to snap (boom boom)
even therapists shake when i speak, that’s facts (real life)
you twelve and friendly—i’m thirteen with bodies (p+ssy)
blew the coach out his whistle, now his spine look shoddy (folded)
and the nerds don’t snitch no more, they know they sorry (silence)
‘cause i leave proof in yearbooks—next to “future hobby” (ha!)
[outro]
first day back and already six down
don’t ask what i learned—ask who ain’t learn to duck
jett world got next, b+tch
thirteen years young, but i got funeral vision
free tay+tay, free lunch line rico, long live lil slapp
it’s murdah jett… i came back harder

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