Alice Cooper Lettuce

School's Out
We be riding with the felons
What the fuck you gonna tell us
When we get into the lettuce
School's Out
Now we riding with the felons
When we coming you can smell us
Homies rolling up the lettuce

I don't have high school memories
Bitch I didn't go to high school
But I did go to school high
Selling dope in like Grade 2
Momma like "what happened to the haldol, ritalian!
All the presnodone we gave you
Flipped it got a pack a lettuce
Sold it for some relish you can find us at the bank too
I was suppose to sit around and listen to a
lesson plan coming from a broke ass clown (nah)
School's Out
If it wasn't I'da burned the fucker down
Teacher drove a Lincoln he was lame in the brain
Screw driver the ignition I was swangin the lanes
Flipped the principle the bird you can't tell me a thang
Young Alice Cooper
School's Out forever

Been workin since the sixth grade
Learn math tryna get the rent paid
Chopping bricks from the sensei
No gats in the pen, I coulda went to Penn State
Fuck a co-sign bitch I've been made
Fuck school I had to make a quick trade
Teacher always like "Why you coming in late?"
I was busy being jazz get my shit straight
Now I'm gradeeated
Why you agitated
Chior's flow got ya ho so infact- e- ated
Call me Rock, Ice, Laser
I'm a gladiator
Top down now til the go into the alley later
Come down in a old school Navigator
Devil for the grill, jeep looking like an alligator
Just in case the teacher had to sit up on the throne
Teacher leave them kids alone