Mike Snow - Transporter

(Boy I'm not the one to come to with your issues)
(Boy I'm not the one to come to with your issues)
(Boy I'm not the one to come to with your issues)

(Ay)
Boy I'm not the one to come to wit your issues
Say that you got pistols but we pull up wit them missiles
Chopper hit your chest and then that chalk look like a stensil
They start asking questions better keep it confidential
(Shh)
Boy I'm not the one to come to wit yo issues
Say that you got pistols but we pull up wit them missiles
Nigga nah
You don't want no issues
Nigga nah
You don't want these issues

Gettin paper fuck a hater
You can see me now or later
Package sent from California
Transporter Channing Tatum
Trafficking they just be wondering how this is happening
I'm in attack again
Ima go cold now you losing my tracks again
You can get bold but I might get to spazzing out
Word of mouth
I just be touring now
All of these rappers is boring now
You should get liquor and pour it out
Cuz you jus got caught in my sharingan
We keep that metal like mastodon
I got that gas like a marathon
None of you bastards are really on
What was you thinking you silly boy
I want 2 chains like I'm Titi boi
I'm from New York im a city boy
I need a fork cuz I'm hungry bou
They kno my name like I'm Gilly boy
Yeahh I'm dope mane
Like that cocaine
You ain't nothing but a joke mane
Call you harlequin
Lil bitch
(Blow me like I'm Cobain)

Boy I'm not the one to come to wit your issues
Say that you got pistols but we pull up wit them missiles
Chopper hit your chest and then that chalk look like a stensil
They start asking questions better keep it confidential
Boy I'm not the one to come to wit your issues
Say that you got pistols but we pull up wit them missiles
Nigga nah
You don't want no issues
Nigga nah
You don't want these issues

Trapping wit my nigga goku
Y'all niggas fake
Lookin like you tofu
They don't really know you bitch you local
Send it thru the mail cause we goin postal
I be in the kitchen whippin up that soul food
Bitch I buss the stick and I call it choutzu
Now you in a situation What would mike do
You should pay the man before he get hostile
You a waiter
I'm a taker
See you later
Middle fingers to my hater
Tryna stick me for my paper
She speak Spanish like por favor
After she see all these pesos
She want skii that oj mayo
If she od I hope the case close
Her name halo
I go to sleep with a hunnit bands
Run up a check to a couple grand
I get this money cause that's the plan
Counting these dividends
Just hoping you understand
Got special beams yeahh I'm piccolo
Mac on me but it ain't chicken though
Please don't get lost if I switch the flow
I got the sauce I might hit your hoe

Boy I'm not the one to come to wit yourissues
Say that you got pistols but we pull up wit them missiles
Chopper hit your chest and then that chalk look like a stensil
They start asking questions better keep it confidential
Boy I'm not the one to come to wit your issues
Say that you got pistols but we pull up wit them missiles
Nigga nah
You don't want no issues
Nigga nah
You don't want these issues

Written by:
Michael Snow Jr.

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