[Intro: Future]
We the motherf**in best n***a
Ace Hood
Super, Future
[Hook: Future]
I come looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on good Jamaican
I f** b**hes from different races
You get money they started hating
(Turn Up!)
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
n***as be hatin I'm rich as a b**h
100K I spent that on my wrist
200 dollars, I spent that on your b**h
Do me a model, put that on my list
Oh there he go in that foreign again
k**in the scene bring the coroner in
Murder she wrote, swallow or choke
Hit her and go home, I won't call her again
Woke up early morning, crib as big as a college
Smoke me a pound of the loudest
Whippin some sh** with no mileage
Diamonds cost me a fortune
Them horses all in them Porsches
You pussies can't hardly afford it
4,200 my mortgage
Ballin on n***as like Kobe
f** all you haters you bore me
Only the real get a piece of the plate
Reppin my city I'm runnin my state
Give me a pistol then run with the K's
n***as want beef then I visit ya place (Bang!)
[Hook]
I come looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on good Jamaican
I f** b**hes from different races
You get money they started hating
(Turn Up!)
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Yeah, and I'm at it again
There go that flow bringin tragedy in
Copped me a chain your salary spent
n***as is sweet bring them cavities in
Countin money, hourly trend
Rolling them skinny like Olsen twins
n***as is squares, coppin' a Benz
Neck full of Gold Olympian sh**
Neimans, I'm blowing the check on they gear
Fall on some p**y then hop on the Lear
Strapped with them choppers back of the rear
Sak pase' them k**ers is here
Woke up early this morning, mind is tellin me money
Paper, mula, pockets is fat as a tumor
Millionaire n***a no rumor
Livin my life off of tuna
Wanted with me I deliver the beef
Real n***as only enjoyin the feast
Pull up a seat, bon appétit
No Louboutins put that red on your sneaks (Bang!)
[Hook]
I come looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on good Jamaican
I f** b**hes from different races
You get money they started hating
(Turn Up!)
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Photographs of dope boys, is all they taking
Finger prints on the Rolls Royce, is why they hatin'
Push a bu*ton on these broke boys, that's detonation
Walk a road to riches bare feet
I watch mama struggle now she livin' carefree
That's why I hustle for half a key that's 12 G's
I'm tryin' to bubble every summer a new LP
You gotta love me I got shooters out the D-League
Signin' bonus hit that man that's from thirty feet
Left in a puddle, finger prints is on hundred mill
And what it is?
Ricky Rozay and Ace Hood, we hella Trill
Yeah
[Hook]
I come looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on good Jamaican
I f** b**hes from different races
You get money they started hating
(Turn Up!)
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti