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[Intro]

For the next four minutes

We're gonna do some roleplay

I'm gonna be a drug lord

Here's my story


[Hook]

Contraband, Contraband

I'm counting' bands from sellin' this contraband

I'm wearing foreign shit, I'm walkin' contraband

They want a Nigga gone, for all this contraband


[Verse 1: VI Seconds]

And I'm kickin' something foreign, wait

Foreign weight, crack, fuck your debate

El Chapo, with a hot flow, hostile

Greedy children from the way I hoard the cake


See the way I came back on my shit

Feens knockin' from the moment that I package the shit

White girl for their noses

The sweet smell of Miley you know this


I can build a crib with the bricks I'm movin' within' the street

Not a worry bout' a thing police aren't gettin' me

I'm calling the shots, slick and calm as a fox

You fuckin' with the money? Then I'm palmin' a Glock


I'm armed and I pop, but if I don't really wanna'

I'm sending out my Lil' Niggas to bring you the drama

Never learned to give a fuck more

This is day by the day in the life of a drug lord


[Hook]

Contraband, Contraband

I'm counting' bands from sellin' this contraband

I'm wearing foreign shit, I'm walkin' contraband

They want a Nigga gone, for all this contraband


[Verse 2: VI Seconds]

Years later, demand in my sections

Insane, Niggas know this man is a legend

Caught a couple bodies off of Niggas rob me

If anybody saw there's no recollection


Hush, you don't want me to let this

Bust, it's known that I'm wreckless

Just know if ya man didn't make it

Trust, no retaliations


Till the day that a couple of haters

Tried to claim my life cause I'm getting my paper

They came up the palace guns a blastin'

The balls! I was shocked like the effects a taser


Niggas on the roof takin' aim with a laser

Shootin to kill thoughts of death don't phase em'

Guarding the income, offin' these fuck boys

Shit you gotta deal with, living as a drug lord


[Hook]

Contraband, Contraband

I'm counting' bands from sellin' this contraband

I'm wearing foreign shit, I'm walkin' contraband

They want a Nigga gone, for all this contraband


[Verse 3: VI Seconds]

Here I relax amongst the bodies

Don't give enough of a fuck for sorries

I lost some soldiers but I'll buy some more

Cause ain't nobody satisfied with being poor


I got coke all in my mansion

Coke all in my mansion

I got coke all in my mansion

Coke all in my.. Wait hold up


Now I wonder how these Niggas knew just where to show up

An inside job makes all the sense

Cause everything that's happenings an easy blow up

Let me slow up, Cause I can't think when tense


Let's check, almost got robbed a while back

And they knew my layout which means a rat

Is amongst my soldiers, within my pack

And if it's fucking with profit I ain't fucking with that


[Hook]

Contraband, Contraband

I'm counting' bands from sellin' this contraband

I'm wearing foreign shit, I'm walkin' contraband

They want a Nigga gone, for all this contraband


[Verse 4: VI Seconds]

Ten hut, I wanna hear no noises

Cause' one of y'all amongst us is bringing us poison

So spill, I wanna know just who got the issue

Cause I got a .45 that'll be happy to split you


So which one of you has to need to

Plot and bit the same hand that feeds you

I noticed a gone face that wasn't deceased

And it hit me, the face of the one released


The the phone rang... "So it's you Ricardo?

You know what I do, why be retardo?

I fed and paid you, you had no needs

But I guess it happens when Niggas got greed"


"Heh, my Nigga, you're funny

You took my brother, I'm taking your money

Don't chase, cause' problems are what you're beholding

The cops are gon' be there in only a moment"


[Hook]

Contraband, Contraband

I'm counting' bands from sellin' this contraband

I'm wearing foreign shit, I'm walkin' contraband

They want a Nigga gone, for all this contraband


[Verse 5: VI Seconds]

Everything that I've worked for

Whipping in the kitchen from a sophmore

Gettin' taken away at the end of this day

Cause' a snake Nigga chose to act softcore


Whoop Whoop and so it starts

All because of a bonapart

Someone I took in with generous eyes

Coming in only to plan my demise


Heh, that's how the story goes

When paper cometh some homies go

I got to be a god in this era

But trustin' a peasant? The largest of errors


Fuck it, I built this empire

And ima' stand by until I expire

And so I approach as cops shoot at my gang

So if I gotta go ima' go with a bang


[Hook]

Contraband, Contraband

I'm counting' bands from sellin' this contraband

I'm wearing foreign shit, I'm walkin' contraband

They want a Nigga gone, for all this contraband


[Outro]

And here I lay

In a fucking pool of blood

That's what I get for trustin a Nigga huh?

Fuck it 

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