Kishore Kumar Hits

Realbleeda - TTK (feat. TG Kommas) şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Realbleeda

albüm: EMOTIONAL CREATURE


Don't get caught in the way
I bring choppers on your property
And invade where you lay
Fill your nose wit nothin but dust
And all that screaming ain't gon help you
But shit you straight you finna hush
Already know you wasn't living like you say you is
My hitter TTK he trained to kill
He sober as fuck when he on a drill
Maniac mentality
Ima stomp the yard when I'm on the field
You up the hill wit jill that's the reason why you gettin jacked
Move wrong hear blatt
You don't wanna do that
I know some Emmitt Tills With a Double face
Call the paramedics
My n---as will never squeal
Cuz this the life we live
We know just what it is
N---as stand on business let off switches just to get business clear
Opps shopping I'm on his rear
Molly poppin you can see all my grill
But still steady with it
Hot sauce on the belly with it
Stop sliding like my debit
When shots fired you gon raise just like my credit
I wanna murder you ain't keeping shit copasetic
I live my life like I live in a zoo I know that you ain't ready
You say you wanna do something to who
Go with your move this shit get deadly
Don't get caught in the way
I bring choppers on your property
And invade where you lay
Fill your nose wit nothin but dust
And all that screaming ain't gon help you
But shit you straight you finna hush
Already know you wasn't living like you say you is
My hitter TTK he trained to kill
He sober as fuck when he on a drill
Maniac mentality
Ima stomp the yard when I'm on the field
You up the hill wit jill that's the reason why you gettin jacked
Move wrong hear blatt
You don't wanna do that
I know some Emmitt Till's With a Double face
Call the paramedics
I'm still indulging in the smoke
If that bitch play then it's murda that she wrote
Can't put my gun down cuz it's up and we don't go
Treat my blick just like my bitch you know that I'm gon keep her close
Flame this bitch at in the opposition shoot from head to toe
Since he cappin in this caption bitch you dyin behind a post
Hit your block like a thief in the night you gon get your life stole
We stretch that boy then hit the road plottin on another soul
Don't get caught in the way
I bring choppers on your property
And invade where you lay
Fill your nose wit nothin but dust
And all that screaming ain't gon help you
But shit you straight you finna hush
Already know you wasn't living like you say you is
My hitter TTK he trained to kill
He sober as fuck when he on a drill
Maniac mentality
Ima stomp the yard when im on the field
You up the hill wit jill that's the reason why you gettin jacked
Move wrong hear blatt
You don't wanna do that
I know some Emmitt Tills with a double face
Call the paramedics

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