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