Bugatti

We the motherfucking best nigga
 Ace Hood
 It's Over, Future
 I come looking for you with Haitians
 I stay smoking on good Jamaican
 I fuck bitches from different races
 you get money they started hating
 Turn up
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 OK, niggas be hating I'm rich as a bitch
 One hundred K I spent that on my wrist
 Two hundred dollars spent that on your bitch
 you and your model put that on my list
 oh there he go in that Foreign again
 Killing the scene bring the coroner in
 murder she wrote, swallow a choke
 Hit her and go, I won't call her again
 woke up early morning, crib as big as a college
 smoke me a pound of the loudest
 whipping some shit with no mileage
 diamonds cost me a fortune
 Them horses all in them Porsches
 you pussies can't hardly afford it
 Forty two hundred my mortgage
 balling on niggas like Kobe
 fuck all you haters you bore me
 only the real get a piece of the plate
 repping my city I'm running my state
 give me a pistol then run with the K's
 Niggas want beef then I visit your place
 Bang!
 I come looking for you with Haitians
 I stay smoking on good Jamaican
 I fuck bitches from different races
 you get money they started hating
 TURN UP
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 Yeah, and I'm at it again
 there go the flow bringing tragedy in
 copped me a chain your salary spent
 niggas is sweet bring them cavities in
 counting money, hourly trend
 rolling them skinny like Olsen twins
 niggas is squares, cabin and pens
 neck full of Gold Olympian shit
 niggas is blowing their checks on the gear
 fall on some pussy then hop on the leer
 shot with them choppers back of the rear
 Sak Pase them killers is here
 woke up early morning, mind is telling me money
 paper, mula, pockets is fat as a tumor
 Millionaire nigga no rumor
 living my life off of tuna
 wanted with me I deliver the beef
 real niggas only enjoying the feast
 pull up a seat, bon appetite
 No Louboutins put that red on your sleeves
 Bang
 I come looking for you with Haitians
 I stay smoking on good Jamaican
 I fuck bitches from different races
 you get money they started hating
 TURN UP
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 Photographs of dope boys
 is all the take is finger prints on the Rolls Royce
 is why they hating push a button on these broke boys
 it's detonation, walk a road to riches bare feet
 I watch mama struggle now she living carefree
 that's why I hustle for the half a Ki that's 12 G's
 > I'm tryin' to bubble every summer a new LP
 you gotta love me I got shooters out the D-league
 > Signin' bonus hit that man that's from thirty feet
 left in a puddle finger prints is on a hundred mill
 and what it is? Ricky Rose' and Ace Hood
 we hella Trill
 yeah
 I come looking for you with Haitians
 I stay smoking on good Jamaican
 I fuck bitches from different races
 you get money they started hating
 TURN UP
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti
 I woke up in a new Bugatti