School shooter

We made them boys click up
Caught Quise and he bitched up
Ran his graduation, man, that man had his chain tucked (Facts)
Poppa, boy, you been a bitch
And I slapped you in your shit
I made you pick up a stick
And I made you drop a diss (Facts)
Blue tellin' in that jam
Ksoo, man, he been a fan
Don't wish jail on nobody, I swear they need to free that man
So he can catch a headshot
Police ass, Reddot
I smoke so much, boy, I fell in love with dead opps (Haha)