Future - Lil Haiti Baby lyrics

Yeah, yeah it’s that EVOL, ah
You understand me?

I bagged this bad bitch
It was nothing to get her
You want a whole brick? Oh
It’s nothing to get ‘em
Oh, you want diamonds like this? It
Wasn’t nothing to get ‘em i had to focus
Then it wasn’t nothing to get ‘em

Hey, 30, 000 on a watch
I swear thank God I’m ballin’
Feds watching on my spot
They say somebody called ‘em
Hottest nigga in the streets
They see my Audemars
Hottest nigga in the streets, 3
000 grams a show
Boston George, I’m with that game
You got that girl that blow
Oh, you want my life, that's life for me
That’s all I know
Catch me pissing out the codeine
From the night before this for Khaled
This for niggas riding on eights and vogues
This for G-rod, C-Rod
All these niggas banging B’s
This the greatest story never told
You gotta see it i, I got some names but I
Ain’t gon’ never drop ‘em
Ayy, she say my name but
She won’t ever drop me

You want an R&B chick
Shawty it ain’t nothin’ to get her
You want to run around the town
Well it ain’t nothin’ to get her
You want to drive around in that Rolls
You know it ain’t nothin’ to get her
You know that I’m gonna make
Homies ride for me
It ain’t nothin’ to get ‘em

We throwed away that money
'cause that mula swole
I got 30 grams of boy
I’m servin’ in the cold
Got 58 grams of boy, we servin’ pita
They say they got Magnolia
Shawty bangin’ needles
They trapped out Angola
They was out the NOLA
Then fuck around and then know you
Got to be a cobra
They cooped up with that yola
Now that cook Coke Cola
I fucked around and showed them
That my heart is colder
My water whippin’ issues now
We packin' pistols
They packin’ gats and lots
These niggas sending missiles
They say they hate the kid
The kid was getting mula
You wanna ask around
Then you can ask my jeweler

Buddy came around, he shot ‘em on a bike
Oh he poppin’ wheelies, a lil' Haiti baby
Oh they say that nigga he
Just a lil' Haiti baby
Oh they say that boy he
Just a lil' Haiti baby
Shoot in broad day, he shoot in broad day
Shot the whole window up in broad day
Oh that’s that lil' Haiti baby, Haiti baby
Oh that’s that lil' Haiti baby, Haiti baby

Dumping down the pills
I feel my head explodin’
Roll a pound of dope, I gotta keep on smokin’
Money comin’ in, we ain’t gon’ never spend it
10, 000 bags of kush
We ain’t gon’ never listen
I just wanna be there for my nigga, woo
I just wanna go back to the Bentley store
I just wanna go back to the Lamb' store
I just wanna buy another Rover though
I just wanna get back on a yacht tomorrow
I just wanna buy another spot tomorrow
All this money comin’ in
Can’t never spend it
I swear, all this money comin’ in
We’re still winnin’
Shoot in broad day, shoot in broad day
Shot the whole window up in broad day
Oh that’s that lil' Haiti baby, Haiti baby
Oh that’s that lil' Haiti baby, Haiti baby

Coke in all the cars, we ain’t got no facade
Pull up in that ‘Rari, we don’t know facade
Pull up with that yappa, it wasn’t no facade
Lettin’ off all the rounds
It wasn’t just no facade

Bodies came around, he shot ‘em on a bike
Oh he poppin’ wheelies, he a lil' Haiti baby
Oh they say that nigga, he a lil' Haiti baby
Oh they say that boy, he a lil' Haiti baby
Shoot in broad day, he shoot in broad day
Shot the whole window up in broad day
Oh that’s that lil' Haiti baby, Haiti baby
Oh that’s that lil' Haiti baby, Haiti baby

Dumpin’ back these pills
I feel my head explodin’
Jumpin’ out these whips
We ain’t on no facade
Pull up in that ‘Rari, ain’t no no facade
Pull up in that ‘Rari, ain’t no no facade
Shoot in broad day, he shoot in broad day
Shot the whole window up in broad day

EVOL