Luyện nghe bài hát Bugatti (Remix)

We the motherfuckin' best nigga (Mike Will It)
Ace (yeah)
Its over, (yeah)

I come looking for you Haitians
I smoking on good Jamaican
I fuck from different races
You get they started hating
I woke up in the new
I up in the new Bugatti
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new

OK, niggas be hatin' I'm rich as a
100 K I spent that on my
Two thou I spent that on your bitch
Do me a model put on my list
Oh there he go in that again
Killin' the scene bring the in
Murder she wrote, swallow or
Hit her and go, I won't call her
Woke up morning, crib as big as a college
Smoke me a of the loudest
Whippin' some shit with no
Diamonds cost me a
Them horses all in Porsche's
You can't handle, afford it
$4,200 my
Ballin' on niggas like
Fuck all you haters you me
Only the real get a piece of the
Reppin' my city I'm runnin' my
Keep me a pistol run with the K's
Niggas beef then I visit ya place, Bang!

I come for you with Haitians
I stay on good Jamaican
I fuck from different races
You get they started hating
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I up in the new Bugatti
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new

Yeah, I'm at it
There go flow bringin' tragedy in
Copped me a chain your salary
Niggas is sweet, bring them in
Countin' money, hourly
Rolling them skinny like Olsen
Niggas is squares, Benz
Neck full of Olympian shit
Neimans, I'm blowin the check on the
Fall in some pussy hop on the leer
Strapped them choppers in back of the rear
Sak pase, killers is here
Woke up early morning, mind is tellin' me
Paper, mula, is fat as a tumour
Millionaire no rumour
my life off of tuna
Want it with me, I the beef
niggas only enjoyin' the feast
Pull up a seat, bon
No Louboutin's when that red on sneaks, Bang

I come looking for you Haitians
I stay smoking on good
I fuck bitches from races
You get money they started
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new

of dope boys (I see you)
Is all they taking, finger prints on the Royce
Is why they push a button on these broke boys
That's detonation, a road to riches bare feet
I watch struggle now she livin' care free
That's why I hustle for that a key that's 12 G's
I'm tryin' to every summer a new LP
You gotta love me I got shooters out the
Signin' bonus hit that man that's thirty feet
Left in a puddle, finger prints is on a mill
And what it is? Ricky Rozay and Ace
We Trill

I come looking for you Haitians
I stay on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches from different
You get money started hating
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new