Artist: Future
Album:  EVOL
Song:   Lil Haiti Baby
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Intro: Future]
Yeah yeah
It’s that "EVOL", ah~!
You understand me?

[Future]
I bagged this bad bitch, it was nothin' to get her
You want a whole brick? Oh it's nothin' to get 'em
Oh you want diamonds like this? It wasn't nothin' to get 'em (yeah)
I had to focus then it wasn't nothin' to get 'em
Hey, $30,000 on a watch, I swear thank God I'm ballin' (yeah!)
Feds watchin' on my spot, they say somebody called 'em (ah!)
Hottest nigga in the streets, they see my Audemars (Future!)
Hottest nigga in the streets, three thousand grams of shoo
Boston George, I'm with that game, you got that girl that blow
Oh you want my life? That's la famil', that's all I know (Freebandz!)
Catch me pissin' out the codeine from the night before
This for Khaled, this for niggas 'round the Ace and bottles
This for G-Rod, C-Rod, all these niggas bangin' B's (I swear)
This the greatest story never told, you gotta see it (movie!)
I, I got some names but I ain't gon' never drop ‘em (ay)
Ay, 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 (yeah)
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 (yeah!)
I throw that grams of boy, I’m servin’ in the cold (what?)
Got fifty eight, grams of boy, we servin' Peter
They say they got Magnolia shawty bangin' needles
They trapped inside Angola, they was out the 'Nolia
They fuck around and they know you, got to be a cobra
They cooped up with that yola now they 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 sendin' missiles
They say they hate the kid, the kid was gettin' mula
You wanna ask around then you can ask my jeweler

[Chorus: Future]
Bodies came around, he shot 'em on a bike
Oh he poppin' wheelies, a lil Haiti baby
Oh they say that nigga, he a lil Haiti baby
Oh they say that boy, he just a lil Haiti baby (yeah yeah!)
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

[Future]
Dumpin' 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
Ten thousand bags of kush, we ain't gon' never listen (woo~!)
I just wanna be there for my nigga Wu
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 (hold up)
I just wanna get back on a yacht tomorrow
I just wanna buy another spot tomorrow (I swear)
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 (let's go)
Shot the whole window up in broad day
Oh that’s that lil Haiti baby, Haiti baby
Oh that’s a lil Haiti baby, Haiti baby (my nigga)
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

[Chorus]

[Future]
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"...