Digital Contraband

Hook
100 bandz for contraband
Leave no digital trace
100 bandz for contraband
In the digital space
100 bandz for contraband
Leave no digital trace
100 bandz for contraband
In the digital space

Verse
100s in my bed I’m leaving no space to sleep
I got insomnia, but I’m a wolf amongst the sheep
You got the power of a peasant
At my knees you beg for presents
We was besties but that isn’t the present
Looks like life was teaching lessons
Now you come and look to me for the things you lack
I just wanna make some music now cut me some slack
Y’all keep dropping singles like it’s a new fad
I put a project together I’m bringing the album back

Hook
100 bandz for contraband
Leave no digital trace
100 bandz for contraband
In the digital space
100 bandz for contraband
Leave no digital trace
100 bandz for contraband
In the digital space

Verse
Anxiety when I add variety
That you’ll drop me, before I can speak
Cuz in reality I don’t just rap
I make all kinds of tracks
This song used to sing but I thought you wouldn’t like it
Now I’m rapping once again and the feeling cannot fight it
When I keep dropping hits, man it gets you all excited
Add me like I’m gas, and your track is all ignited
Now you come and look to me for the things you lost
I got ice on my wrist dripping icicles
You don’t even know how to ask for those
You came to ask for cash and ya face just froze

Hook
100 bandz for contraband
Leave no digital trace
100 bandz for contraband
In the digital space
100 bandz for contraband
Leave no digital trace
100 bandz for contraband
In the digital space

Bridge
I keep on rhyming till my fingers green
I keep on writing till my ink turns green
I want the good shit, ain’t nothing free
I want the good shit that shit ain’t free