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RealBleeda – TTK (feat. TG Kommas) [Explicit Lyrics]
[Intro]
Caught in the way
Don’t get caught in the way
[Hook]
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 aint 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
[Verse 1]
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 im 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 aint keeping shit copasetic
I live my life like I live in a zoo I know that you aint ready
You say you wanna do something to who
Go with your move this shit get deadly
[Hook]
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 aint 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 till’s With a Double face
call the paramedics
[Verse 2]
Im still indulging in the smoke
If that bitch play then its murda that she wrote
Cant put my gun down cuz its up and we don’t go
Treat my blick just like my bitch you know that im 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
[Hook]
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 aint 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 emit tillsWith a Double face
call the paramedics