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