NEW BUGATTI
DJ Scheme, Chief Keef, Ski Mask the Slump God, Lil Gnar
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Yeah (ayy) (Nuri the G.O.A.T.) yeah (Ayy, Scheme, you killed it) Skrrt, skrrt Bang, bang Got a new Bugatti, play my music when I'm drivin' (yeah) L-Like I'm Lil Weezy, tattoos all over my body (yeah) F-Foreigns from the islands, finna split a dose of molly She gon' spit all on my Johnny while that nigga flyin' private Should've told you I'm a Rockstar, baby girl (yeah, yeah) I'm a real trap nigga, gotta keep the burn (burn) I be prayin' for the bands, sippin' purple syrup (syrup) If my grandmama was here, I'd put her in a fur (in a fur) Yeah, yeah Started at the bottom, the shoes were dark My nigga is my nigga (yeah) Snatched a Hellcat, now that we doin' the digits (skrr, skrr) Got a pink toe, she here doin' my dishes (yeah, yeah) Gang gon' stack the deads, that's the only mission My OG be servin', he still got a pager Starter my kit, I'm a real fuckin' rager Tats on my face, my bitch think that I'm crazy Cryin' when I leave, I swear she is a baby All this blue money, I'm wavy (wavy) All these blue hundreds, I'm wavy (wavy) Hey, hey, hey, hey (the shoes were dark, my nigga is my nigga) Hey, hey, hey, hey (snatched a Hellcat, now that we doin' the digits) Hey, hey, hey, hey (got a pink toe, she here doin' my dishes) Hey, hey, hey, hey (gang gon' stack the deads, that's the only mission) Got a new bugatti, play my music when I'm drivin' (yup, yup-yup, yup) L-Like I'm Lil Weezy, tattoos all over my body (body) F-Foreigns from the islands, finna split a dose of molly (haha, molly) She gon' spit all on my Johnny while that nigga flyin' private Fuckin' with me, get some stamps on your passport I be smokin' gas, boy (yup-yup, yup) My pistol electric (ayy), it light up like a Tesla (yeah) I got all the junkies on the block, I got a meth lab (okay) Thirty-five hundred for the coat, that's a Moncler (yup-yup, haha, water) Niggas don't be real like fentanyl in a pill (huh, huh, ayy) All this water on my neck, grew gills like some krill (grew gills) On a hill with your bitch, just call us Jack and Jill (call us jack and jill) Feelin' like Krillin, my diamonds destructo disc, they can't sit still (yup, yup) Feelin' good, feel incredible (okay) My girl got a fat ass, Mrs. Incredible (okay) He said he 'bout the shit, but ain't credible (yeah) That boy pussy, get put on a pedestal, uh, uh Need some antidote, send it up, uh, uh In a pandemic, ran it up, uh, uh From the land where niggas don't understand it It's a blessin' that we got to here We purgin' (haha), that's for certain (yuh) Ridin' around with my demons (haha), we be lurkin' (yuh, yuh) Be with Lil Gnar and he keep the fire like Charizard Spit the bars 'til they bend and they stretch, flow nylon 2020's gone, let bygones be bygones (f*ck, play the song) Got a new Bugatti, play my music when I'm drivin' L-Like I'm Lil Weezy, tattoos all over my body (yeah) F-Foreigns from the islands, finna split a dose of molly (yeah) She gon' spit all on my Johnny while that nigga flyin' private Fuckin' with me get some stamps on your passport I be smokin' gas, boy My pistol electric, it light up like a Tesla (yeah, bang) I got all the junkies on the block, I got a meth lab (bang, bang) Thirty-five hundred for the coat, that's a Moncler (Ayy, Gnar what they gon' do?) Pull up to the back door (ayy) Bitch, we got it for the low (low) We don't sell quarters, nigga (uh) Take that shit somewhere else, ho Spin yo' block like merry-go She freaky, what she actin' for? Heard she a set chick (skuh-du-skuh) John Madden, whack that ho (du-du-duh) Sneak dissin' cock sucker (ayy) Shut him down like Blockbusters (ayy) Pull up in that Ghostbusters (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Do not let the cops bust in Nigga, pick yourself up (bang) Nigga, hold your wrist up (bang) Nigga, let me tell you somethin' F*ck a bitch, don't give a f*ck (bang) I used to tell niggas pick me up I used to tell bitches drop me off (ayy, ayy) Had a talk with a double-barrel He said, "Why the f*ck you saw me off?" (Huh?) Sawed you off to shoot the lames (huh?) Ridin' round with that super mane And I got that Lois Lane (uh-huh) Speakin' on on us, don't know they name (bang, bang) Got a new Bugatti, play my music when I'm drivin' L-Like I'm Lil Weezy, tattoos all over my body (yeah) F-Foreigns from the islands, finna split a dose of Molly She gon' spit all on my Johnny while that nigga flyin' private Fuckin' with me get some stamps on your passport I be smokin' gas, boy My pistol electric, it light up like a Tesla (yeah) I got all the junkies on the block, I got a meth lab (yeah) Thirty-five hundred for the coat, that's a Moncler Thirty-five hundred for the coat, that's a Moncler (Thirty-five hundred for the coat, that's a Moncler)
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Written by: Caleb Sheppard, Joey Casias, Keith Cozart, Kevin Celik, Loren Fleisher, Stokeley Goulbourne
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