Lil Baby feat. Offset – Transporter (Official Audio)

Lyrics for “Transporter” performed by Lil Baby feat. Offset

How you fit a quarter in a mattress
Get the brick and transport it through the mattress
Chopper longer than my arm, who want static
Diamonds got my wrist slit off the glasses
We got acres of cabbage
Surprise a n**ga ride up on him on the banshee
We got Ks in the attic
Try to run off with a birdie, kill your daddy..②

Trap been hard, having bass like a Kenwood
Throwin’ up the Nawf that’s the hizzood
Pinky on froze that’s a blizzard
Pourin’ up a five of the sizzurp

F**k her on the thot get rid of her
Yank on the d**k, b**ch, spit up
Freakazoid this a ice pup
Bentley Bentayga red guts

Throw that b**ch away cause she a mutt
Fool hold a chopper on the crutch
I hold a couple mil’ you holdin’ nuts
I’m on that Adderall the Chris Tucker rush

I need the Patek cause my drippin’ like the flood
Got a stash for the fire under the clutch
N**gas mad that I’m rich they got a grudge
Cool Maserati on my pinky

They think I’m ‘luminati, I’m a deacon
Smokin’ on Biscotti got it reekin’
Water on my neck to sink Lincoln
Feed the b**ch meat, cap, vegan
I ain’t throwing salt i’m throwing seasoning
I’ma f**k a thot without greetin’ it
Bye bye it was nice to meet the b**ch

How you fit a quarter in a mattress
Get the brick and transport it through the mattress
Chopper longer than my arm, who want static
Diamonds got my wrist slit off the glasses
We got acres of cabbage
Surprise a n**ga ride up on him on the banshee
We got Ks in the attic
Try to run off with a birdie, kill your daddy..②

I done made the Forbes list last year
Made a mil’ off my dog like Shaggy
Blew up fast out the trenches
Call me 21 Savage

Diamonds hittin’ hard move back they’ll jab you
Trappin’ overseas got too big for the Saks Fifth
Green Lamborghini on the way it’s the fast one
Got the b**ch from Offset, Takeoff then I passed her

I believe in Jesus fear of God on my jacket
Catch them down bad we gon’ smash, we gon’ jab ’em
He give me the cash then I’m goin’ out the back door
Word is I’m the one that’s still trappin’ out the bando

Flew this b**ch in from LA for a day then I nut on her face
Now she gone by the way
Ain’t got too much to say don’t do pillow talkin’
Got some killers with me, they came from Milwaukee

And my neck on the flood like I’m from New Orleans
Drop the dope in the pot hope it take to water
Prayin’, hopin’ Jose make it from the border
I’m your son-in-law, ma, I done f**ked your daughter

I’m the head of my army got my troops in order
Got a million put up if I need a lawyer
Louis man-bag and it hold a quarter
N**ga get the f**k back ain’t got nothin’ for you

How you fit a quarter in a mattress
Get the brick and transport it through the mattress
Chopper longer than my arm, who want static
Diamonds got my wrist slit off the glasses
We got acres of cabbage
Surprise a n**ga ride up on him on the banshee
We got Ks in the attic
Try to run off with a birdie, kill your daddy..②…

➤ Produced by DJ Durel
Album: Harder Than Ever
Lil Baby & Offset 2018

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