We the mother***in' best, nigga Ice-T Yeah Super Future Yeah, yeah I come lookin' for you where hate shines I stay smokin' on good Jamaican I *** bitches from different races You get money, they start a hatred 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 Okay, niggas be hatin', I'm rich as a bitch 100K, I spent that on my wrist $200, spent that on your bitch Do me a model, put that on my list All that ego in that foreign again Killin' the scene, bring the gore in the end Murder, she wrote, swallow a choke Hit her and go home and call her again Woke up early that morning Crib as big as a college Smoke me a pound of the loudest Whippin' some *** with no mileage Diamonds cost me a fortune Them horses, all in them Porsches You pussies can't handle afford it 4200, my mortgage Ballin' on niggas like Corbett *** all you haters, you call me Only the real get a piece of the plate Reppin' my CD around in my state Give me a pistol, they run with the case Niggas want beef, then I visit your place I come lookin' for you with headshots I stay smokin' on good Jamaican I *** bitches from different races You get money, they start a hatred 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 And I'm at it again There go that flow, bringin' tragedy in Copped me a chain, your salary spent Niggas is sweet, bring them cavities in Countin' money, hourly trend Rollin' up skinny like Austin twins Niggas is squares, cabinet bins Neck full of gold, Olympian *** Demons, I'm blowin' a check on the gear Fall in some pussy, then hop on a Lear Strap with them choppers in back of the rear Soccer passé, them killers is here Go early that morning Mine is tellin' me money Paper, mula, pockets as fat as a tumor Me and that nigga no rumor Livin' my life off of tuna Want it with me, I deliver the beef Real niggas only enjoyin' the feast Pull up a seat, bon appétit No Louboutins when that red on your sleeve I come lookin' for you with Haitians I stay smokin' on good Jamaican I *** bitches from different races They started hatin' 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 Photographs of dope boys It's all they takin', fingerprints on a Rolls Royce It's why they hatin', push a button on his broke boys It's detonation, walk the road to riches bare feet I watch momma struggle, now she livin' carefree That's why I hustle for that half a key, that's 12 G's I'm tryna bubble every summer, I'm an LP You gotta love me, I got shooters out the D-League Sign and bone and hit that man, that's from 30 feet Left in the puddle, fingerprints is on a honeymoon And what it is, Rick and Rose and Ace Hood We hella trippin', yeah I come lookin' for you ahead What you know about this? I stay smokin', I don't get Jamaican I woke up in a different race You get mine and they started hatin' 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