Bugatti (feat. Future & Rick Ross)

We the motherfucking best, ****

Ace Hood

Super, 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

Okay, **** be hating

I'm rich as a bitch, 100K, I spent that on my wrist

Two hundred dollars, spent that on your bitch

Do me a 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 or choke

Hit her and go home, won't call her again

Woke up early this 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 **** 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

**** want beef, then I visit your place

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

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 that flow, bringing tragedy in

Copped me a chain, your salary spent

**** is sweet, bring them cavities in

Counting money, hourly trend

Rolling them skinny like Olsen twins

**** is squares, copping a Benz

Neck full of gold, Olympian shit

Neiman's, I'm blowing the check on the gear

Fall in some pussy then hop on the Lear

Strapped with them choppers in back of the rear

Sak pase, them killers is here

Woke up early this morning

Mind is telling me money

Paper, moola, pockets as fat as a tumor

Millionaire ****, no rumor

Living my life off of tuna

Wanted with me, I deliver the beef

Real **** only, enjoying the feast

Pull up a seat, bon appétit

No Louboutins when that red on your sneaks, 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

Huh, mastermind, ****

I woke up in a new Bugatti

Photographs of dope boys is all they taking

Fingerprints on the Rolls Royce is why they hating

Push a button on these broke boys, that's detonation

Walked the road to riches, bare feet

I watched mama struggle, now she living carefree

That's why I hustle, it's for that half a key, that's twelve G's

I'm tryna bubble, every summer, a new LP

You gotta love me, I got shooters out the D-League

Signing bonus, hit that man, that's from thirty feet

Left in a puddle, fingerprints is on a hundred mill'

And what it is? Ricky Rozay and Ace Hood

We hella trill, yeah (Huh)

I come looking for you with Haitians

What you know about this?

I stay smoking on good Jamaican

We the best, Double M

I fuck bitches from different races

Hundred M's

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