Luyện nghe bài hát Bugatti (Remix)

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

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

OK, niggas be hatin' I'm as a bitch
100 K I spent that on my
Two hundred thou I spent on your bitch
Do me a put that on my list
Oh there he go in that again
Killin' the scene the coroner in
she wrote, swallow or choke
Hit her and go, I won't call her
Woke up early morning, crib as big as a
Smoke me a pound of the
Whippin' some shit with no
Diamonds me a fortune
Them horses all in Porsche's
You pussies 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 my state
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 bitches from different
You get money they started
I up in the new Bugatti
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 that flow bringin' in
Copped me a chain salary spent
Niggas is sweet, them cavities in
Countin' money, trend
Rolling them like Olsen twins
Niggas is squares, Benz
Neck full of Olympian shit
Neimans, I'm the check on the gear
Fall in pussy then hop on the leer
Strapped with them choppers in of the rear
Sak pase, them killers is
up early morning, mind is tellin' me money
Paper, mula, is fat as a tumour
Millionaire no rumour
my life off of tuna
Want it with me, I deliver the
niggas only enjoyin' the feast
Pull up a seat, bon
No Louboutin's that red on your sneaks, Bang

I come for you with Haitians
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 up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new

Photographs of dope (I see you)
Is all taking, finger prints on the Rolls Royce
Is why hatin' push a button on these broke boys
That's detonation, walk a road to riches bare
I watch mama struggle now she care free
That's why I hustle for that half a key 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 from thirty
Left in a puddle, finger is on a hundred mill
And it is? Ricky Rozay and Ace Hood
We Trill

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