[Intro: Quavo]

That bando music

Trap shit

Narcotics

This for my niggas in the trap selling...

[Chorus: Quavo]

Contraband, contraband, contraband

Contraband, contraband, contraband

Trap house, it don't even matter, or the bando, everybody cook it up

Contraband

Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic

Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic

Dope boys right now on the block

Running up numbers, young nigga don't need a wallet

[Verse 1: Quavo]

Dope boy, dope boy, dope boy

When a nigga growed up, wanna be a dope boy (contraband)

Mama bust in, caught me counting money

Said, "you better not be dealing that coke, boy!" (mama!)

Got caught up in breaking in houses

First time a young nigga seen 1000

Then I went and copped my Audi

Then I had a meeting with a plug on a mountain (plug)

The plug start frowning

'Cause I needed 1000 ounces

"Why you needed 1000 ounces?"

'Cause my young nigga finna go snatch 'em

Plug, I attack 'em

Calling the plug for ransom

Rich nigga pull up in Phantoms

Trapping the nicks, flipping them nicks

Young nigga, I'm walking with cannons

My bitch got the dope in her panties (bitch)

You too dramatic (dramatic)

All of my niggas go money savage (money)

Bricks in the Hummer, it's automatic

[Chorus: Quavo & Offset]

Contraband, contraband, contraband

Contraband, contraband, contraband

Trap house, it don't even matter, or the bando, everybody cook it up

Contraband (Offset!)

Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic

Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic

Dope boys right now on the block

Running up numbers, young nigga don't need a wallet

[Verse 2: Offset]

Contraband, contraband, contraband

Take down one hundred birds, I'm a country man

The plug is talking Español, I understand

Throwing a brick like Randall Cunningham

J's they love me 'cause I got good customer service

I live in the trap so sometimes I be nervous

Get rich or die trying like Curtis

The trap concession stand, get you a Slurpee

You obviously never been in a trap (never ever)

We shortage you, you ain't get money back (shortage you)

Beating the pot Mortal Kombat, Jax (beat it)

Brick big as hell, hit it with the axe

The gas is reeking and you need some Axe (gas)

The stove don't work just use a match

I'm fucking your bitch, she a nat-nat (smash)

Two door Panamera, got a hatchback

Customer, customer, I am a hustler (customer)

I got candy, Reese's Buttercup

Offset is worth 10 million plus (Offset)

Touch down the plug, then drop a rope

[Chorus: Quavo]

Contraband, contraband, contraband

Contraband, contraband, contraband

Trap house, it don't even matter, or the bando, everybody cook it up

Contraband

Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic

Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic

Dope boys right now on the block

Running up numbers, young nigga don't need a wallet

[Verse 3: Takeoff]

Contraband, contraband, contraband (narcotic, narcotic, narcotic)

Contraband, contraband, contraband (narcotic), contraband

Smoking OG's from Afghanistan (gas)

I got the candy, they call me the Candy-Man (I got it)

Bands can't fit in a rubber band

No football, I'm walking with thigh pads (touchdown)

Baking soda with the water

Stove on, throw the dope in a frying pan

Pick up the spatula, I'm the ambassador

Audi R8 creepin', like a tarantula (Audi)

Making moves, spectacular

Beating the dope with the stick and it's magical (beat it)

I set the block off and it's epical (set it off)

Bank of America, walking register

Can’t fuck wit you niggas, too skeptical

Undercover, you work with the federals (huh?)

OG gas bags and it's medical (gas)

Work in my bando, got cookies, they edible (Bando!)

Stretching the work, it's incredible

Pull up on the plug so I can go pick up some

[Chorus: Quavo]

Contraband, contraband, contraband

Contraband, contraband, contraband

Trap house, it don't even matter, or the bando, everybody cook it up

Contraband

Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic

Narcotic, narcotic, narcotic

Dope boys right now on the block

Running up numbers, young nigga don't need a wallet