It's EVOL, ah You me?
I bagged this bad bitch, it was to get her You want a whole brick? Oh it's to get 'em Oh, you want diamonds like It wasn't nothing to get 'em I had to focus, then it nothing to get 'em
Hey, thirty thousand on a watch, I swear God I'm ballin' Feds watching on my spot, they say called 'em Hottest nigga in the streets, see my Audemar Hottest nigga in the streets, thousands grams a show Boston, Georgia, I'm with that game, you got that girl blow Oh, you want my life, la famil, that's all I know Catch me pissing out the from the night before This for Khaled, this for 'round the Ace and bottles This for G-rod, C-Rod, all these niggas B's This the greatest never told, you gotta see it I, I got some names but I gon' never drop 'em Aye, she say my but she won't ever drop me
You want an R&B chick, shawty it nothin' to get her You want to run around the town, it ain't nothin' to get her You want to drive in that Rolls, you know it ain't nothin' to get her You know that I'm gonna homies ride for me, it ain't nothin' to get 'em
We throwed away that 'cause that mula swole I throw grams of bar, I'm servin' in the cold Got fifty eight of bar, we servin' Peter They say got Magnolia, shawty bangin' either They trapped inside Angola, they was out the Then fuck around and then you, got to be a cobra They up with that yola, not that good coke cola I fucked and showed them that my heart is colder My whippin' issues now we packin' pistols They packin' gats and lots these sending missiles They say they hate the kid, the kid was mula You wanna ask around, you can ask my jeweler
Buddy around, he shot 'em on a bike Oh he poppin' wheelies, a lil baby Oh they say that he a lil Haiti baby Oh say that boy he just a lil Haiti baby Shoot in day, he shoot in broad day Shot the whole window up in day Oh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti Oh that lil Haiti baby, Haiti baby
Dumping the pills, I feel my head explodin' Roll a of dope, I gotta keep on smokin' Money comin' in, we ain't gon' never it Ten thousand bags of kush, we ain't never listen I wanna be there for my nigga, woo I just go back to the Bentley store I wanna go back to the Lamb' store I wanna buy another Rover though I just get back on a yacht tomorrow I just wanna buy spot tomorrow All this money comin' in, can't spend it (I swear) All money comin' in, we still winnin' in broad day, shoot in broad day Shot the whole up in broad day Oh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti Oh that's that lil Haiti baby, baby
Coke in all the cars, we ain't got no Pull up in that 'Rari, we don't facade Pull up that yappa, it was no facade Lettin' off all the rounds, it wasn't just no
Buddy around, he shot 'em on a bike Oh he wheelies, he a lil Haiti baby Oh they say that nigga, he a lil baby Oh say that boy, he a lil Haiti baby Shoot in day, he shoot in broad day Shot the whole window up in day Oh that's that lil Haiti baby, baby Oh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti
Dumpin' back these pills, I feel my head Jumpin' out these whips, we on no facade up in that 'Rari, ain't no no Facade Pull up in that 'Rari, no no Facade Shoot in day, he shoot in broad day Shot the whole window up in day