duwap kaine – #contraband lyrics
[verse]
gang, ayy, with the sh-ts, yeah a n-gg- with the sh-t
ayy, servin’ out the bag, that’s that contraband sh-t
ridin’ round, write down my tag and you still won’t find sh-t
i just need to love my stick, i would never love a b-tch
poppin’ out the f-ckin’ cut ’cause i wanna shoot up sh-t
we hit quick licks on the trip, at the quiktrip wit’ yo’ b-tch
i don’t do now f-ckin’ molly, i will serve it to yo’ b-tch
and yo’ boyfriend hit my phone so i know he ain’t servin’ sh-t
i’ma take that n-gg- sh-t and take the money out his vault
you talkin’ sh-t you get hit up with the stick its not my fault
st-still on the run and a n-gg- can’t get caught
put the burner to his face and he forgot just how to talk
i’m supposed to be famous, still trapping on the bluff
and free all my n-gg-s that was put in handcuffs
with this .30 on me i’ma show you tough love
i only smoke dope, no i don’t do no tough drugs
coolin’ in another city with no plug
so i call my plug to hit up another plug
ayy, hit up lil dude for the f-cking drugs
or i’ll hit up scarfo gelato in my lungs
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