Luyện nghe bài hát Bugatti (Remix)

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

I come looking for you with
I stay on good Jamaican
I fuck from 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, niggas be I'm rich as a bitch
100 K I spent on my wrist
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 bring the coroner in
Murder she wrote, swallow or
Hit her and go, I won't call her
Woke up early morning, as big as a college
Smoke me a of the loudest
Whippin' some shit with no
Diamonds cost me a
Them horses all in them
You pussies can't handle, it
$4,200 my
Ballin' on niggas like
Fuck all you haters you me
the real get a piece of the plate
Reppin' my city I'm my state
Keep me a pistol then run the K's
want beef then I visit ya place, Bang!

I come looking for you Haitians
I stay smoking on good
I fuck from different races
You get they started 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

Yeah, I'm at it
go that flow bringin' tragedy in
Copped me a chain salary spent
Niggas is sweet, bring them in
Countin' money, hourly
them skinny like Olsen twins
Niggas is squares, cabin
Neck full of Gold shit
Neimans, I'm blowin the on the gear
Fall in some pussy hop on the leer
Strapped with them choppers in of the rear
Sak pase, them is here
Woke up early morning, mind is tellin' me
Paper, mula, pockets is fat as a
Millionaire no rumour
Livin' my life off of
it with me, I deliver the beef
Real niggas enjoyin' the feast
up a seat, bon appetite
No Louboutin's when that red on your sneaks,

I come looking for you with
I stay smoking on Jamaican
I bitches 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

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

I looking for you with Haitians
I stay on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches from different
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