This is a song about "Bugatti and gangster life"

Acting gangster but you're gettin beat

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Why go enclose a dyke gangster, custom manure

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Ah fuck it i'll run your ass over with a bugatti

Y'all acting like you're gangster and you know it, y'all don't know me though,

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

Life toppled over and completely slanted

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

3 cell phones and still i won't call a bitch

Go fuck fendi cassh and bugatti boy rich

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I dumped the hoe and fell asleep inside of a bugatti

And live a life of rhyme

3 times, show me your peace sign