Contraband Migos

[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