歌词
I got contrabands on some fucking contaband yeah
I got contrabands on some fucking contaband yeah
I got contrabands on some fucking contaband yeah
I got contrabands yeah
I got contra- I got contra-
I don't carry cash
Yeah my bands are all online
I don't care about no bitch
You can never hit my line
I don't care about no hoe
You can just go blow my mind
Imma go do it my way
You cannot say that to my face
I been creating my own wave
Come meet me in outer space
In Outer Space we laggin
In Outer Space we hangin
In Outer Space we waggin
In Outer Space we plannin
You outer place we slash him
That bitch is thicc I smash it
I'm in a race I dash it
I'm in a wraith I crash it
I'm going crazy, havoc
I'm finna cause some damage
I'm deadlocked like I'm Rachet
My fortune fucking tells it
I call myself the Voon
But you're quick to assume
Let me tell you this I'm better than you
I'm a flower yeah, watch me go and bloom
Step too close to me, I will bring your doom
I got contrabands on some fucking contaband yeah
I got contrabands on some fucking contaband yeah
I got contrabands on some fucking contaband yeah
I got contrabands yeah
I got contra- I got contra-
I got contrabands on some fucking contaband yeah
I got contrabands on some fucking contaband yeah
I got contrabands on some fucking contaband yeah
I got contrabands yeah
I got contra- I got contra-
I got contrabands on some fucking contaband yeah
I got contrabands on some fucking contaband yeah
I got contrabands on some fucking contaband yeah
I got contrabands yeah
Written by: Chrsco, Harsh Voon
