Contraband

What-What-What's your name

Don't you play this game

You from another land

Got you like this contraband

Tell me what's your name

Don't you play this game

You from another land

Got you like this contraband

She hit me up like what you need

I got houses in the trees

I got shit you never think that people ever really see

Hit me up like what you need

I got houses in the trees

I got shit you never think that people ever really see, yeah

Now I got hoes I got twenty-thousand freaks, yeah

Making white bitches get rosey in they cheeks, yeah

I got problems with this condo on the beach, yeah

Can't ruin my shit I put these bitches on a leash, yeah

Don't bring no niggas when you step into mi casa

I got two separate rooms for Sammi and for Lanna

Stupid niggas always watching from the corner

I be so bad to let them think for much longer

That I'm always on the move for the cheese

Talking like you wanna be my friend, bitch please

I seen this shit many fucking times

You staying for the top

You such a fucking bitch you never throw a fucking dime, yeah

Lost up in the mess with all these people and they overlay

I can't take this shit I only seem to fucking complicate

Fuck all the molly

Know my niggas they got me

I just count up this cash

And buy myself a bugatti, done talking

What's your name

Don't you play this game

You from another land

Got you like this contraband

Tell me what's your name

Don't you play this game

You from another land

Got you like this contraband

She hit me up like what you need

I got houses in the trees

I got shit you never think that people ever really see

Hit me up like what you need

I got houses in the trees

I got shit you never think that people ever really see, yeah, yeah

In san diego, I count up some pesos

Be with some nice bitches

And all of them deep throat

Fuck am I talking for

I flex till I'm ninety-four

Been through a lot of shit, so the fuck you gone try me for

I catch a body though

I'll take your audi dawg

Don't understand the move, and you talking like, "why'd he go?"

Talking so damn much, but this ain't no poppet show

I press the damn clutch, and load up the shotty though

Don't think you shot me dawg

Don't think you got me, I got the world in a party

I fuck your bitch as a hobby

I don't think nobody saw me

When I was down in the lobby

Looking for things that would take me straight from this place and I'm sorry

That I told you I'm sorry

I be telling these lies

From the core of my body

My thoughts flow like dasani

Can't keep stressing over shit I can't change

Bitch I'm fucked in all ways, and I just came to say

That I'm done

What's your name

Don't you play this game

You from another land

Got you like this contraband

Tell me what's your name

Don't you play this game

You from another land

Got you like this contraband

She hit me up like what you need

I got houses in the trees

I got shit you never think that people ever really see

Hit me up like what you need

I got houses in the trees

I got shit you never think that people ever really see, yeah