Luyện nghe bài hát Bugatti (Remix)

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

I come for you with Haitians
I smoking on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches different races
You get money they hating
I up in the new Bugatti
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new
I up in the new Bugatti

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

I come for you with Haitians
I stay on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches different races
You get they started 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

Yeah, I'm at it
There go that flow bringin' in
me a chain your salary spent
Niggas is sweet, bring cavities in
money, hourly trend
Rolling them skinny like Olsen
is squares, cabin Benz
Neck of Gold Olympian shit
Neimans, I'm the check on the gear
in some pussy then hop on the leer
Strapped with choppers in back of the rear
Sak pase, killers is here
Woke up early morning, is tellin' me money
Paper, mula, pockets is fat as a
Millionaire nigga no
Livin' my life off of
it with me, I deliver the beef
Real niggas enjoyin' the feast
up a seat, bon appetite
No when that red on your sneaks, Bang

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

Photographs of dope (I see you)
Is all they taking, prints on the Rolls Royce
Is why they push a button 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 half a key that's 12 G's
I'm to bubble every summer a new LP
You gotta me I got shooters out the D-League
Signin' bonus hit that man that's from feet
in a puddle, finger prints is on a hundred mill
And what it is? Ricky and Ace Hood
We hella

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