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