This is a song about "Bugatti s"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

In a red bugatti, lookin' like i claim blood

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

By mindless rappers on how they bought a new bugatti,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

A thug niggas in tha house

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Go fuck fendi cassh and bugatti boy rich

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

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

I dumped the hoe and fell asleep inside of a bugatti