This is a song about "New bugatti"

With new crowd in , your sec life with whole new level

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

In a red bugatti, lookin' like i claim blood

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

A new world order, with a new constitution

I make songs about shit for attention

Or i'll challenge myself: i manage to give you brain damage and put you in a gray package

Word...bugatiis i just wake up in wait uh min u aint got no bugatti ok..i was playin bitch

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

You gotta new pack of new crack, stop acting o.g you only new jack

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

By mindless rappers on how they bought a new bugatti,

Then i gotta say peace to you

Yeah it'll hurt but go find someone new