Bugatti Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Million dollar hits in my honda accord
I know you doubt me
Million dollar hits in my honda accord
Gimme couple years I'ma turn it to bugatti
Real love fake friends tell me that they got me
Recognize real spit facts they don't get me
Bars they be filthy, thank the lord I'm healthy
Some people so rich, all they is is wealthy
Built from a different cloth flow it be silky
Live to see another day the beat you know I killed it
I remember when they was laughing in a benz
Now they asking for a chance cuz I got a couple m's
A b c d you was not with me
Karma get ugly
Lessons are lovely
Learn from it humbly
Built it from the ground up, now they wanna accompany
Anything that's messing with my energy I run from it
Doubted that I make it in the game now I'm running it
Now I'm running it, now I'm running it
Make a little bread pay the tax I need some from it
I bet you be happy you took all of it
Guess I got to say I love my government
Million dollar hits in my honda accord
Gimme couple years I'ma turn it to bugatti
Real love fake friends tell me that they got me
Recognize real spit facts they don't get me
Bars they be filthy, thank the lord I'm healthy
Some people so rich, all they is is wealthy
Built from a different cloth flow it be silky
Live to see another day the beat you know I killed it
What about my fam, what about my kids
Pain in my heart warm the mic I let it freeze
Doctor wanna tell me that I'm lactose intolerant
What what?
Hell nah I need some cheese
Got a spice that cinnamon
Who am I? I'm betta than
Catalog let's settled it
Oh wait you don't own it
Come back when you buy it
Those streams you buy it
Say the wrong thing and the label it might fire
It might fire, it might fire
Can't hold grudges never in my heart
Drag each other down then complain we ain't far
Told you that I'd cross the finish line from the start
Million dollar hits in my honda accord
Gimme couple years I'ma turn it to bugatti
Real love fake friends tell me that they got me
Recognize real spit facts they don't get me
Bars they be filthy, thank the lord I'm healthy
Some people so rich, all they is is wealthy
Built from a different cloth flow it be silky
Live to see another day the beat you know I killed it
Gimme couple years I'ma turn it to bugatti
I know you doubt me