[Intro: Future, DJ Khaled & Ace Hood]
We the motherfuckin best n***a (Mike WiLL Made-It)
Remix motherfucker (Broward)
Ace Hood
This the remix
Chea, chea (Ear Drummers)

[Chorus: Future, DJ Khaled & Ace Hood]
I come looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on good Jamaican (It's We The Best Music)
I fuck bitches from different races
You get money they started hating (Turn up)
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix, skrrt)
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix, yeah, woah)
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix, woah)
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix, woo, woo, woo)

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
I woke up in a new Bugatti
Tats all over my body
Gettin' real money, n***as still hatin' on me
Man y'all need a new hobby
Or they won't talk to me, what they gon' say?
I ball, you a waterboy, Bobby Boucher
On top, toupée, y'all n***as fruitcakes
I don't really play games but I keep 2 K's
Damn, Mr. Hood why you do 'em like that?
Pull up in the drop with the ceiling top back
Couple weeks old, "Bugatti" done went gold
You ain't even know, I deserve that plaque
We the best, runnin' every summer in fact
July 16th I'm bringin' the real back
Broward, pussy
[Bridge: Future & DJ Khaled]
This the remix
I woke up in a new Bugatti

[Verse 2: Meek Mill & Future]
Ho - ho - hold up, double M back in this bitch
Walk in the club with a MAC on my hip
Diamonds look like n***as snappin a flick
Ballin' I blow fifty racks in the VIP
I back in the whip, Maybach with your bitch
A new Mussolini in back of the six
I'm shittin' on rappers, these rappers is sick
Cause my homies got whips that these rappers ain't get
Cause we crackin' them bricks and I package the zip
And I'm switchin' my flow, I spit crack in this bitch
And I been hit your ho, now she back on my dick
But I get to the dough and get back at your bitch
Like hollup, I woke up in Coon new Ferrari
With all my motherfuckin' jewelry on me
New Aston Martin plus a Rolls Royce
And a new Ferrari, that's a new Bugatti, n***a (Turn up)

[Chorus: Future, DJ Khaled & T.I.]
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix, okay, skrrt)
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix, Bankhead n***a, woah, Hustle gang partna)
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix, woah, it's the king, bitch)
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Woo, woo, woo, let's get it, hey)
[Verse 3: T.I., Future & Wiz Khalifa]
And it's paid for n***a
Got racks, stack 'em up like Lego n***a
I'm a motherfuckin' G, I don't play with no n***a
Multi-millionaire self-made ho n***a
H-U-S-T-L-E gang
For that, in God we trust, we bang
I'm the new John Gotti in a new Bugatti
I got a few young hotties wanna get shit poppin'
Right, put it in the light
N***a got ice but it don't look right
If a n***a buy a brick and it don't cook right
I'll whip that shit for a rack, sit tight
I got a bag full of tools and some yay to move
And all I want is money, leave the fame to you
I graduated out of gladiator school
So all I know is go like I'm trained to do (Turn up)
Right now, turn my Mazy pedal to the metal I'm ashin' out
I let the top down in my Phantom drop
Blowin', I'm high as an astronaut
When you see me, I'm cashin' out
Walked into Mercedes bought half the lot
You keep carrying on, you getting carried out
Cause I don’t take ass whoopins, just pass ‘em out (Hahaha)
Is this worth getting blasted about?
No forreal, is it worth getting blasted about? (Uh)
[Verse 4: Wiz Khalifa]
Money conversation, get so high, I be scrapin'
Got my eyes like a Asian, in my ride, like I'm racin'
In the sky, like a plane, it's Gang or die
Ain't no lames up in my circle, ain't no ho shit in my eyes
Throwin' money in the air, poppin' bands and let it fly
Where I'm from, you come up short, pull that thing and let it fly
You know me, blow so much dank, think I'm Marley
Got so much ink on my body, brought so much drink to the party
I fell asleep and woke up in a new Bugatti

[Chorus: Future, DJ Khaled, Wiz Khalifa & Birdman]
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Hahaha, remix, yeah, skrrt, uh)
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Rich Gang)

[Verse 5: Birdman]
Fresh, whips, candy on that money dip
Five hundred, I'm hood rich, put in work, did a hundred flips
Been about them mansions, Stunna island, we packin'
Rich Gang, we uptown, n***a hardbody and mackin'
Tool on that back, n***a, money and that power
Mansion on that beach, n***a, blood red Bugatti
Versace on my bitch, n***a, blow a mil' like it's a dollar
Stunt

[Bridge: Future, DJ Khaled & French Montana]
This the remix
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Aye, aye, aye)

[Verse 6: French Montana, Future & 2 Chainz]
Woke up with the crown n***a, serving Bobby Brown, n***a
Started from the bottom now it's Carter, Nino Brown n***a (Aye, aye)
Take my spot n***a never will, now I know how 'Melo feel
We both shooters from New York (Huh)
But I shown n***a how the metal feel (Turn up, haan)
Fidel Castro with them Cuban Links (Bling, haan)
With Mark Cuban where them Cubans link (Aye, aye, aye)
Excuse My French n***a, no France (Haan)
Hottest new n***as in ten years (Haan)
Coke boy deal like ten M's (Yeah, haan)
DJ Khaled up in there (2 Chainz)

[Bridge: Future]
I woke up in a new Bugatti

[Verse 7: 2 Chainz]
Flow hot as the Mojave, gimme that sloppy shit
All on my car stick, give her some hundreds she did
Like this, I'ma say this (I'ma say this)
Fuck it, I'll say it (Fuck it, I'll say it)
If you got good pussy you should always have your rent paid
Choke on some bands if I'm not mistaken (Not mistaken)
Add up my outfit, fashion statement (Fashion statement)
This the school of hard knocks; graduation (Tru)

[Bridge: Future, DJ Khaled & Ace Hood]
This the remix (Yuugh)
I woke up in a new Bugatti

[Verse 8: Ace Hood & DJ Khaled]
I'm sick of y'all n***as all talkin' crazy
Hottest n***a spittin' and they can't debate it
I didn't really know 2Pac or Big
But know the beast within'll reincarnate 'em
Fuck underrated, I'm constipated
I'm shittin' on 'em, fuck toilet paper
You're now tuned into the fuckin' greatest
Ace Hood, congratulations
Say name one n***a that's rockin' with him
Flow like a hundred round choppa n***a
Made a way out of the jungle
And now they in trouble, I used to be humble as shit
Recently flooded my neck and my wrist
Tell all them critics to suck on the dick
N***a (Remix), Broward

[Outro: Future & DJ Khaled]
I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix, remix)