In this track, Kodak Black explores his lifestyle and the choices he's made. He talks about his wealth and how it has allowed him to live a life of luxury, often indulging in expensive cars and an extravagant lifestyle. However, he also touches on the darker aspects of his life such as dealing with fraud and carrying weapons for protection. The song is a reflection of his journey, from being involved in illegal activities to achieving success in the music industry but still dealing with the repercussions of his past actions. His lyrics are a raw portrayal of his experiences, painting a vivid picture of his reality. #StreetLife #RagsToRiches
Transportin'
Lyrics
Pockets so fat, call me Orbit, Norbit, I mean
Ain't gotta wait to make no moves 'cause I be loaded
Ain't gotta wait to make no moves 'cause I be loaded
While you out here drinkin' 40's, I just tote it
Still that same nigga in a foreign, but it's stolen
Ridin' sporty, actin' spoiled, I can't control it
I'm doin' fraud, got that bag, yeah, I'm transportin'
I got that bag on me, nigga, like I'm Jansportin'
He dropped his mixtape, thought I woulda repost it
I ain't post his mixtape 'cause I don't fuck with shorty
I be booted to the morning, PM to the morning
My lil' woadie wanna bag him, he just want a Rollie
Hold up, nigga, don't you owe me? Yeah, you owe me, don't it?
Like I'm in Islands of Adventure how I stay rollin'
Tryna diss me
I need you six feet
She say she miss me
She wanna kiss me
Damn, I'm so crispy
Xans got me dizzy
Yeah, trust me I ain't shy
I keep that Glizzy
I will SpinBen (yeah-yeah)
Frisbee
What the lick read?
Baby, come and lick me
V12, how I'm ridin' in the 6-speed
I be ballin' on you niggas out of this league
Ain't gotta wait to make no moves 'cause I be loaded
While you out here drinkin' 40's, I just tote it
Still that same nigga in a foreign, but it's stolen
Ridin' sporty, actin' spoiled, I can't control it
I'm doin' fraud, got that bag, yeah, I'm transportin'
I got that bag on me, nigga, like I'm Jansportin'
He dropped his mixtape, thought I woulda repost it
I ain't post his mixtape 'cause I don't fuck with shorty
Yeah, that Glock got extended like a outlet
How you outchea?
I ain't catch you out yet
I'm so damn fly, I do not step
Yeah, I pop molly and I pop checks
I don't know where I'm goin', I'm just floatin'
My dawg got gun license but he let me hold it
All these niggas phony, I do not condone it
I be goin' ham, I do not baloney
It's a Kodak moment, yeah, bought it 'cause I wanted it
I be on the corner, yeah, fuck the law enforcement
Project Baby got no stroller but I keep pushin'
Shawty love for me to choke her when I'm in that pussy
Ain't gotta wait to make no moves 'cause I be loaded
While you out here drinkin' 40s, I just tote it
Still that same nigga in a foreign, but it's stolen
Ridin' sporty, actin' spoiled, I can't control it
I'm doin' fraud, got that bag, yeah, I'm transportin'
I got that bag on me, nigga, like I'm Jansportin'
He dropped his mixtape, thought I woulda repost it
I ain't post his mixtape 'cause I don't fuck with shorty
Writer(s): Isaac Hayes, Bill Kapri
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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