Thursday, February 27, 2014

Migos - Contraband Lyrics

Contraband Lyrics by Migos

(Intro)
That bando music
Trap shit
Huh!
Right count it
Uh!
Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!
This is for my niggas in the trap sellin

(Hook)
Contraband contraband contraband
Contraband contraband contraband
Trap house, it don’t even matter on the bando, everybody kick it on contraband
Narcotic narcotic narcotic
Narcotic narcotic narcotic
Dope boys right now on the block
Writin up numbers, young nigga don’t need a wallet

(Verse)
Dope boy dope boy dope boy
When a nigga grown up wanna be a dope boy
Contraband
Mom bust in, caught me countin money
Say you better not be dealin that coke boy
Got caught up in breakin them 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
The plug start frownin
Cus I needed 1000 ounces
Why you needed 1000 ounces?
Cus my young nigga finna go snatch em
Plug I attack em
Callin the plug for ransom
Rich nigga pull up in Phantom
Trappin them niggas, flippin them niggas
Young nigga I’m walkin with cannon
My bitch got the dope in her panties
Bitch, sht! You too dramatic
All of my niggas got money saved
Bricks in the Hummer, it’s automatic

(Hook)
Contraband contraband contraband
Contraband contraband contraband
Trap house, it don’t even matter on the bando, everybody kick it on contraband
Narcotic narcotic narcotic
Narcotic narcotic narcotic
Dope boys right now on the block
Writin up numbers, young nigga don’t need a wallet

(Verse)
Contraband contraband contraband
From touchdown, hunned birds on a country man
The plug is talkin his feel, I understand
Throwin a brick like Randall Cunningham
Js they love me cus I got good customer service
I live in them drugs so sometimes I be mobbin
Get rich or die tryin like Curly
The trap consistent, stay and get you slurpy
You obviously never been in a trap (never ever)
We shortage you, you ain’t get money back
Beatin to pop more to come and jack
But big as hell, hit it with the axe
The gas is ric and you need some Act
Them stones don’t work, just use a match
I’m fuckin yo bitch, she a natch
Though the Panamera got a hatch
Customer customer I am a hustler
I got candy recent protocol
Offset is worth 2 million plus
Offset down the plug now drop it down

(Hook)
Contraband contraband contraband
Contraband contraband contraband
Trap house, it don’t even matter on the bando, everybody kick it on contraband
Narcotic narcotic narcotic
Narcotic narcotic narcotic
Dope boys right now on the block
With all them numbers, young nigga don’t need a wallet

(Verse)
Contraband narcotic narcotic
Contraband contraband narcotic contraband
Contraband narcotic contraband contraband
Smoking OG from Afghanistan
I got the candy, they call me the candy man
Bands can’t fit in a rubber band
No football, I walk in with five plans
Baking soda with the water stove
I’mma throw the dope in the fire set
You get the spatula, I’m the ambassador
How did yall wake up in like a tarantula?
Makin moves, spectacular
In the dope where it’s thick and it’s logical
I send the block off in an epical
For America, fuckin register
Can’t fuck wit you niggas, you skeptical
Undercover, you work with the federals
OG get back in America
Workin my band, I got cookies they edible
Stretchin the work is incredible
Catchin a look on the plug so I can go pick up some

(Hook)
Contraband contraband contraband
Contraband contraband contraband
Trap house, it don’t even matter on the bando, everybody kick it on contraband
Narcotic narcotic narcotic
Narcotic narcotic narcotic
Dope boys right now on the block
With all them numbers, young nigga don’t need a wallet