Haitians

I'm in the field with my Haitians (Lajan, Lajan) I'm in the field with my Haitians (Sak kap fet, sap pase, to my zone) I'm in the field with my Haitians (Well, let's get it) I'm in the field with my Haitians In the kitchen cookin' curry (whip it!) 30 on me, I ain't worried With my zoe, you a rat Cool cat, make 'em scurry (get it!) Haitan flag on the choppas Sak pase to all my haitians (se) My first plug called me Lajan I run with that pack, Walter Payton (let's get it) My zoe make the beat, what I do do it? (Whoop) Dance on the devil like wooo on it (whoop) Lajan my name and I'm true to it I run with that red and that blue on me Haitian priest named Sue She took a candle and blew I am a blessing, achoo Now the devil fear me, what it do? (Slim!) You niggas hotter than picklese Schooling these niggas no sesame (Lajan!) I get dat bread wit dem Haitians, no sesame I run the game like a referee (true squad) Why your bitch tryna get next to me Texting me, tryna give neck to me Giving her that stroke like I'm dancing to compa T-Vice She feeling my energy (T-vice) With my zoes, you don't wanna be my enemy Show out Zoey and Rob know they feeling me Treat dem zoes just like, just like fam, boy they kin to me Listen dawg, you don' barked up the wrong tree Eat lil' Haitian mami like she's sos pwa Stella got Grove back, woa na For that Lajan, boy, I'm ghost, nah Watch me pull in that ghost (ha) I'm in the field with my Haitians In the field with my Haitians (Lajan, Lajan, Lajan) I'm in the field with my Haitians (Sak kap fet) I'm in the field with my Haitians (Sap pase, to my zoes, well let's get it) I'm in the field with my Haitians (Lajan) I'm in the field with my Haitians (Lajan, Lajan) Said I'm in the field with my Haitians (Sak pase) I'm in the field with my Haitians (Sak kap fet, to my zoes) I got zoes in Broward County I got zoes in Dade County Grio plate for a bounty Leave his head on the porch But you won't hear shit about it Boi dem zoes move silence Won't hear a rat pissin' on cotton Catch yo ass slippin' be quiet I'm drippin' sauce soup jumu Hate on my Haitian, why do you? I see red dot on your forehead You don't have a blues clue 40,000 for the people Known the red for the gremo Some of my zoes, they illegal I cannot hear and speak evil Haitian boy swag off the meter Put that hen in my cup, pass the liter I'm drippin' swag babko They fear a young nigga, voodoo I come through they don't know what do For his city, Lajan be the truth I'm like air and they breathing the proof Off the chains put the lion in the booth Run up in here be lyin' in the booth Don't know my zoes boy they troops Don't want me let dem boys loose Tied to yo ass like noose Duck duck you a goose Chopper singing like flute In field like a root Haitian princess in a coupe In the field with my Haitians In the field with my Haitians (Lajan, Lajan) I'm in the field with my Haitians (Sak kap fet) I'm in the field with my Haitians (Sap pase, to my zoes) I'm in the field with my Haitians (Lajan) I'm in the field with my Haitians (Lajan, Lajan) Said I'm in the field with my Haitians (Sak kap fet) I'm in the field with my Haitians (Sak pase, to my zoes)