mr get it thru tsa versuri

mr get it thru tsa lyrics by textkill

Verse
Like bitch, I got gas for the low, hit me up
You ain’t nun’ but a cheap bitch, yeah, you a cuck
Like mister wrap it up, get it through TSA
Like bitch, I’m mister touchdown, yeah, two days
Like bitch, yeah, I’m T’d up, yeah, punch me in
Sliding with my folks and I’m sliding with my twin
Hopping in that car, yeah, bitch, we swap the vin
And your nose growing, you a lying bitch
Like damn, bitch, me plus two black bitches is a sandwich
And these hoes weird as fuck, I can’t manage
And I’m swiping people’s heads, make them mad bitch
Like yeah, you a ham, you a cabbage and he boxed in, jumping like a rabbit
I got G’s, I got G’s, you can’t have this
Got a fire bitty, yeah, she let me grab it
And we bussin’ out the window, automatic
And I jump out in a red eye, straight stabbing
And they laughed back, then what happen
And they tryna tax me, is you stupid?
Like bitch, I’m luh text, what you doing?
Like bitch, I’ma show you how to move it
Luh Text got jumper, let him shoot it