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