TRANSIT TRANSMIT FREESTYLE

You whacker than Russ when he talking shit
I'mma stomp his neck
Y'all acting like bitches
So I put you to bed
And you bitches be thinking that I'm gonna save you
But really, you looking for death
I'mma push on a head
Crush on a neck
Fuck what you said!
You can go check!
This shit been verified
Pull up, I'm scaring minds
Pull up, I'm tearing mine
Blood on a carpet!
Blood on a carcass!
Fuck up the market!
You running for cover when I got my reign on yo tarp shit
If you ain't planning on dying, then why in the fuck did you start shit?

Shawty a sub, aye
We finna run trains
Like it's a subway
Up in her guts, aye
She screaming like, "fuck," aye
And that made her lungs break
Shawty screaming for more and I love how the cum taste
Shawty open her mouth
Now she got a fucked face
She can't sit up straight
And I love when the cum shakes
Up her whole body,
She all up on me
You cannot make your bitch cum, aye!



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Writer(s): Pulp Evrgrn
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