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fucc school 2 - tyb toron lyrics

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said i was in school had the glock in my backpack, perky’s and molly had all that sh*t

give a f*ck bout no history, science or math class tell him suck d*ck ain’t wit none that sh*t

if i see a lil ma, pretty face and her ass phat, she in right jeans tell her throw that sh*t

in the back of the class rolling dubies and hashtags if it’s bout school then it’s f*ck that sh*t

i been jacking it’s f*ck school pulled up and dropped out slid to the trap and lil bro got the wocc out

i packed the 4*5 zo had the glock out, he had the glizzy but ain’t have the block out

watch him get boxed out, watch him get stomped out, bro had the broom so the dummy got mopped out

link wit a treesha, link wit a ba*ba, she gon lay down on my bed give me ma*ta

give a f*ck who he is if i beef with the teacher i jump out the seat tell him suck on my d*ck

then i skrt out of class, call lil bro on the celly he told me he up in the trap getting lit

then i slid to the trap brodie showed me some messages these hating b*tches is making me sick

but he sent me the addy we back out the choppas we spot him lil b*tch getting popped like a zit

then i called up cuhzzo he pull up real fast and get to it cuz bro got a glock wit a stick
if i catch one his homies he ain’t forrest gumping i hop out the v he get bopped wit the stick

imma hit him four times like my last name is stunna lil b*tch gon be wishing he ran it like rick

at the party i’m geeked up, i’m feeling sleeked up, bad lil b*tch finna bob on the d*ck

said i was in school had the glock in my backpack, perky’s and molly had all that sh*t

give a f*ck bout no history, science or math class tell him suck d*ck ain’t wit none that sh*t

if i see a lil ma, pretty face and her ass phat, she in right jeans tell her throw that sh*t

in the back of the class rolling dubies and hashtags if it’s bout school then it’s f*ck that sh*t

i been jacking it’s f*ck school pulled up and dropped out slid to the trap and lil bro got the wocc out

i packed the 4*5 zo had the glock out, he had the glizzy but ain’t have the block out

watch him get boxed out, watch him get stomped out, bro had the broom so the dummy got mopped out

link wit a treesha, link wit a ba*ba, she gon lay down on my bed give me ma*ta

all my brodie’s gon slide like we up in the playground

know we play hard but don’t think tht we play round
he say that he drip but he roccin a sprayground

i’m wit the goonies we smoking that k pound

shoutout e money n shoutout to tae hound
hollup
better kno we don’t play round

slide wit the guys he get smoked out the k pound

2*2*3 shots out the grip make him lay down

i had beef wit my princ*p*l

y’all be too miserable. (aye)

got held up for some fliccs

n she called up the jakes n dun wrote up a statement cuz the whole school took a look at her tits

i don’t want no beef wit yu
i just want peace wit u
yellow ferrari it’s looking like pikachu
boy what that nina do?
i got like 3 or 2
catch him in traffic i’m sending like 3 at u

- tyb toron lyrics

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