Contraband
Them say drugs bad, Na why we they Abuse am
No be enjoyment, na stress, Depression Abobi
Na make we dey do am
Say e they ON, they Off na need. Na Steady we they fuse am
Them say e they kill I no believe, give Me make I try am
Contraband
We smoke it, we pop it, we blow the Heats around
You no they fat, you no they fresh, Y Your Six pack self Differ
You don dey mad, you know as e be Ogbeni
You know as e be as you don dey mad
Contraband
We smoke it, we pop it, we blow the Heats around
You no they fat, you no they fresh, Y Your Six pack self Differ
You don dey mad, you know as e be Ogbeni
You know as e be as you don dey mad
Them dey advice you make you no smoke
You no agree you won pop smoke
Say you don get bad friends you be bad guy you don turn smoke
Say you don they do the things when your mama they talk about
Now you don see that boy when your mama say na big cast
No good advice, Him na cultist
He don thief before, Him na Born thief
He they take things, they pop pills
They fuck around, him na rapist
I they move fast, I no they slow down
Give me codeine here, make I go down
I dy speed one ninty make i slow down
I no they take good things. Contraband
Contraband
We smoke it, we pop it, we blow the Heats around
You no they fat, you no they fresh, Y Your Six pack self Differ
You don dey mad, you know as e be Ogbeni
You know as e be as you don dey mad
No be enjoyment, na stress, Depression Abobi
Na make we dey do am
Say e they ON, they Off na need. Na Steady we they fuse am
Them say e they kill I no believe, give Me make I try am
Contraband
We smoke it, we pop it, we blow the Heats around
You no they fat, you no they fresh, Y Your Six pack self Differ
You don dey mad, you know as e be Ogbeni
You know as e be as you don dey mad
Contraband
We smoke it, we pop it, we blow the Heats around
You no they fat, you no they fresh, Y Your Six pack self Differ
You don dey mad, you know as e be Ogbeni
You know as e be as you don dey mad
Them dey advice you make you no smoke
You no agree you won pop smoke
Say you don get bad friends you be bad guy you don turn smoke
Say you don they do the things when your mama they talk about
Now you don see that boy when your mama say na big cast
No good advice, Him na cultist
He don thief before, Him na Born thief
He they take things, they pop pills
They fuck around, him na rapist
I they move fast, I no they slow down
Give me codeine here, make I go down
I dy speed one ninty make i slow down
I no they take good things. Contraband
Contraband
We smoke it, we pop it, we blow the Heats around
You no they fat, you no they fresh, Y Your Six pack self Differ
You don dey mad, you know as e be Ogbeni
You know as e be as you don dey mad
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Writer(s): Ferdinand Agbodo
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