„In Class (Aint Shit)’ versuri

„In Class (Aint Shit)’ lyrics by Lil Reckzo

(Intro)
Yeah…
Lil Reckzo in this bitch… (RAH RAH!)
May 31st, fuck class, fuck y’all!
Ayy, yuh… yuh…

(Verse 1)
Come in class and this what I see (what?)
Niggas laughin’, doin’ that gay shit — weak! (fuck outta here!)
I’m in the streets where we spray shit (grrah!)
You in school? I’m in the field — I don’t play, bitch! (nope!)
Bitches lookin’ all crusty and fake (ugh!)
Ain’t got no friends, just snakes in the place (sneaky!)
But in the streets, got racks in the safe (bands!)
Got Glocks, got Ks, no cap, we don’t wait! (brrrt!)
Classroom vibes just goofy as hell (stupid!)
Try that shit in the hood, you gon’ fail (deadass!)
You come on the block? Better tuck ya chain (tuck it!)
We run down quick, leave blood on the rail (boom boom boom!)

(Hook)
Come in class and they laughin’ like clowns (fuck ‘em!)
Meanwhile I’m trappin’ with demons around (grrah!)
These bitches be dusty, they all gettin’ curved (swerved!)
I don’t do school, I don’t follow no nerds (nah!)
Ain’t got no homies in class, that’s facts (none!)
In the street, I got straps in packs (strapped!)
We pull up with poles, we don’t do no cap (GRRRAH!)
Say somethin’ slick, you get turned to a pack (puff puff!)

(Verse 2)
Hog that nigga, he a bitch on sight (on sight!)
In the street, we hop out, grip tight (tight!)
In the class, it’s nerdy and fake (corny!)
In the hood, we ridin’ with drakes (BOOM!)
Opps don’t care, they dumb as hell (dumb!)
No pipe on him? He dead, oh well (bitch!)
„What’s that sound?” It’s the blitz, you fool (RAH RAH!)
Whole damn class gettin’ aired like a tool! (brrrah!)
Talk down on me? Better check yo drip (clown!)
Your whole damn fit look broke as shit (weak!)
Don’t even talk to a savage like me (nah!)
These bitches is cold, but I’m colder, G! (ice!)

(Hook)
Come in class and they laughin’ like clowns (y’all goofy!)
Meanwhile I’m trappin’ with demons around (RAH!)
These bitches be dusty, they all gettin’ curved (curved!)
I don’t do school, I don’t follow no nerds (fuck school!)
Ain’t got no homies in class, that’s facts (fuck y’all!)
In the street, I got straps in packs (on gang!)
We pull up with poles, we don’t do no cap (skrrt!)
Say somethin’ slick, you get turned to a pack! (BOOM BOOM BOOM!)

(Outro)
Yuh…
Fuck class, bitch…
It’s Reckzo… (RAHHH)
Glocks and Ks in the backpack…
Classroom full of lames, I’m really in the trap…
RRAHHH! May 31st… we OUT