Haiti Slang

Lyrics

[Intro] (Okay, I'm reloaded) I said I cheated on my fears Broke up with my doubts Got engaged with my faith Now I'm marrying my dreams How 'bout that Okay, I am Thugger I, C, F, N, 2 ICFN2 Haitian fain tou Live right now with my boy Swamp Gotta keep it in the hinood [Chorus] Lil' Haiti slizzang Bitch, I got gizzame Hoes know I'm for real Ain't got no deal Lil' Haiti slizzang Bitch I got gizzame Hoes know I'm for real Ain't got no deal Lil' Haiti slizzang Bitch, I got gizzame Hoes know I'm for real Ain't got no deal [Verse] Pocket full of cizzash, blowin' on gizzas Haters doin' easy, he don't wanna peasy The dank, buck, buck Singin' Brown Rose shit, that stank Bud in the Backwood smell like fish tank Then I got a motherfuckin' hundred on the dash I upgraded to a nav' cizzar Hoes know I'm 'bout that They know I cock it, they know I don't stop that If I get a dizzeal, I'ma still be trizzeal I'ma still be rizzeal Fuck you, nigga, eazzill Uh, what it izzill? Brown ho, nizzo I ain't got tizzime to play with no bowl No, I know that everybody can't get it I ain't from Summerhill, but I'm visitin' One of my hizzoes over there right now Damn, I gotta hit her right now Ah, I'm a motherfuckin' bizzay I got motherfuckin' flizzay Gizzame, I don't fuck everythin' I ain't fuckin' insane, no fuckin' brizzane I stay frezzill, thousand on a T-Shirt Thousand on my boxers, thousand on V shirts, yeah Guwap right here with me He got plenty, Buck got plenty We got plenty, y'all fucks envy I am the MVP of this gizzame, yeah I know, your ho ready to gizzet it If you don't gizzet it, you gotta stick wizzit it That's that Haiti Salizzang Got Haiti bizzags Hoes know I put in any mall and pop tizzags I spend cizzash, I gamble racks up I got my racks up, hoes can't catch up Call us mustard, we got lettuce on the mind, yeah And we got fetty for the mind, yeah Damn, I got a motherfuckin' cold This bitch been gone for like too fuckin' long I'm tired of fuckin' rappin', I'ma gon' back trappin' I'ma get it 'til the hating make them fuck niggas scan it Burn with my Benz on, then I get my cizzash Hoes know I got one– uh, *tsk* Hoes know I got fourteen for one sizzale Oops, I mean eight-five, hoes know how we ride Four-fours on my side, tints all on my wheel YK with me, know they won't trizzip Free the big blockade, free the whole Y Team Free big Broho, free Dulu too, yeah Damn, I been goin' for a minute Now I can't stop until I'm finished Ain't gon' stop until I'm finish, like I ain't gon' stop until it's finished I can't stop 'em 'til it finished And I smoke this weed by plenty, yeah Uh, I just drink the purple syrup Y'all niggas drinkin' red, man, what the fuck, is y'all kidding? Ayy