Ttk (feat. TG Kommas)

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