Contraband

[Intro: Quavo] That bando music Trap shit Narcotics This for my niggas in the trap selling... [Chorus: Quavo] Contraband, contraband, contraband Contraband, contraband, contraband Trap house, it don't even matter, or the bando, everybody cook it up Contraband Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic Dope boys right now on the block Running up numbers, young nigga don't need a wallet [Verse 1: Quavo] Dope boy, dope boy, dope boy When a nigga growed up, wanna be a dope boy (contraband) Mama bust in, caught me counting money Said, "you better not be dealing that coke, boy!" (mama!) Got caught up in breaking in houses First time a young nigga seen 1000 Then I went and copped my Audi Then I had a meeting with a plug on a mountain (plug) The plug start frowning 'Cause I needed 1000 ounces "Why you needed 1000 ounces?" 'Cause my young nigga finna go snatch 'em Plug, I attack 'em Calling the plug for ransom Rich nigga pull up in Phantoms Trapping the nicks, flipping them nicks Young nigga, I'm walking with cannons My bitch got the dope in her panties (bitch) You too dramatic (dramatic) All of my niggas go money savage (money) Bricks in the Hummer, it's automatic [Chorus: Quavo & Offset] Contraband, contraband, contraband Contraband, contraband, contraband Trap house, it don't even matter, or the bando, everybody cook it up Contraband (Offset!) Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic Dope boys right now on the block Running up numbers, young nigga don't need a wallet [Verse 2: Offset] Contraband, contraband, contraband Take down one hundred birds, I'm a country man The plug is talking Español, I understand Throwing a brick like Randall Cunningham J's they love me 'cause I got good customer service I live in the trap so sometimes I be nervous Get rich or die trying like Curtis The trap concession stand, get you a Slurpee You obviously never been in a trap (never ever) We shortage you, you ain't get money back (shortage you) Beating the pot Mortal Kombat, Jax (beat it) Brick big as hell, hit it with the axe The gas is reeking and you need some Axe (gas) The stove don't work just use a match I'm fucking your bitch, she a nat-nat (smash) Two door Panamera, got a hatchback Customer, customer, I am a hustler (customer) I got candy, Reese's Buttercup Offset is worth 10 million plus (Offset) Touch down the plug, then drop a rope [Chorus: Quavo] Contraband, contraband, contraband Contraband, contraband, contraband Trap house, it don't even matter, or the bando, everybody cook it up Contraband Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic Dope boys right now on the block Running up numbers, young nigga don't need a wallet [Verse 3: Takeoff] Contraband, contraband, contraband (narcotic, narcotic, narcotic) Contraband, contraband, contraband (narcotic), contraband Smoking OG's from Afghanistan (gas) I got the candy, they call me the Candy-Man (I got it) Bands can't fit in a rubber band No football, I'm walking with thigh pads (touchdown) Baking soda with the water Stove on, throw the dope in a frying pan Pick up the spatula, I'm the ambassador Audi R8 creepin', like a tarantula (Audi) Making moves, spectacular Beating the dope with the stick and it's magical (beat it) I set the block off and it's epical (set it off) Bank of America, walking register Can’t fuck wit you niggas, too skeptical Undercover, you work with the federals (huh?) OG gas bags and it's medical (gas) Work in my bando, got cookies, they edible (Bando!) Stretching the work, it's incredible Pull up on the plug so I can go pick up some [Chorus: Quavo] Contraband, contraband, contraband Contraband, contraband, contraband Trap house, it don't even matter, or the bando, everybody cook it up Contraband Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic Dope boys right now on the block Running up numbers, young nigga don't need a wallet