Contrabands (feat. Chrsco)

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