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 stay smoking on Jamaican
I fuck bitches from races
You get money they hating
I up in the new Bugatti
I up in the new Bugatti
I up in the new Bugatti
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new

OK, niggas be hatin' I'm as a bitch
100 K I spent on my wrist
Two thou I spent that on your bitch
Do me a put that on my list
Oh he go in that foreign again
Killin' the scene bring the in
Murder she wrote, or choke
Hit her and go, I won't call her
Woke up early morning, as big as a college
Smoke me a pound of the
Whippin' some with no mileage
Diamonds cost me a
Them all in them Porsche's
You pussies handle, afford it
$4,200 my
Ballin' on niggas Kobe
all you haters you bore me
Only the get a piece of the plate
Reppin' my city I'm runnin' my
Keep me a pistol run with the K's
want beef then I visit ya place, Bang!

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

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

I looking for you with Haitians
I smoking on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches from different
You get money 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 up in the new Bugatti

Photographs of boys (I see you)
Is all they taking, prints on the Rolls Royce
Is why they hatin' push a on these broke boys
That's detonation, walk a road to bare feet
I watch mama struggle now she care free
That's why I hustle for that half a key 12 G's
I'm to bubble every summer a new LP
You gotta love me I got shooters out the
Signin' bonus hit that man that's from thirty
Left in a puddle, finger prints is on a hundred
And it is? Ricky Rozay and Ace Hood
We hella

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