transport ft. lilb5 Lyrics

Backed in, Backed out, all black suit like I'm Trump, uh

Pulled up, got the coupe shaking, Twenty-Two's in my trunk, uh

Bags in, Jags in, Italian skin down to my socks, uh

I ain't trying to be rude baby, I'm just trying to get my rocks off

You gotta get dropped off

Convertible coupe, we sitting in traffic, I'm taking the top off

She wanna go out on a date, I think I'ma take her to top golf

The Cartier sit on my face 'cause I gotta see all the opps off, uh, yeah

Can you manage?

I'm wit' Lil' Tab in a black truck, geeked up, bitch, I ain't got no manners

Too much cannabis, I hate to take me a T-break for my stamina

She not tryna give me face, I'm having trouble understanding her

Gen five never jamming up

All black Nike ski mask, nah, I ain't no Santa bro

I told that bitch to calm down, like where yo manners huh?

I see that plate, that shit get ate, I turn to cannibal

Yeah, that nigga played, they know that B5 wild, he turn to animal

Come on, let's do it

Nigga keep on flexing black trucks on the 'gram, we gone shoot through it

These niggas ain't even like that in real life, they influenced by the music

These niggas keep on posting guns but best believe they ain't gone use it

Lil' bro gone blast yo' ass, just let him have it if he took it

Take a look inside of a book if you tryna see how we stylin

Ties, on ties, on ties, on ties, my family rooted in the ground, uh

Three vibes tryna come see me today so I gotta manage my time right

Maison Margeila is how I'm feeling today, I'm thinking in hindsight

Can't even pull up and come smoke with you today, I'm getting my mind right

Brand new Cartier Skeleton fit on my wrist 'cause it's my time, right?

Keep on making them disses, yo' bitch gone be wishing that she was wit' Tab and Slime

Maybe you forgot to mention that niggas on Fizz be tripping, like all the time

Uh, yeah, all them bags stuffed in the city

All these niggas fanned out, they say they gang, ain't got no dealings

We'll leave yo' lil' bro assed out, yeah best believe, get popped like wheely

B5 been a raw nigga, yeah, I ain't ever rob no Jimmy

Baby we just fucking, ain't got no feelings

Yeah I been scheming on the low

Nigga can't come on this side, know I got my block on control

Say he gone kill me 'bout that money, let's see how hard that paper fold

Smart kid, you ain't no bad boy, boy you got honor roll

You say it's smoke, bitch, let that go

Niggas be getting in they feelings 'cause all of the 5ives been hitting they ho

Man, I promise if I was hitting the bitch you wouldn't even know

Why you playing? Niggas know that B5 can't go like no ho

Yeah my dawg had died on fourth of July, every pic I throw up the fours

Gotta stay solid and focused on all of your goals 'cause these niggas try to come take

If I'm being honest, I don't give a fuck bout a ho, my mind been on counting them faces

Fuck GSP, If they get behind me we gone go on that chase

You say it's smoke, better back the fuck up or lil' bro gone face you