Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I come looking for you Haitians
I woke up in the new Bugatti
Reppin' my city Im runnin' my state
You get money they started hating
I woke up in the new Bugatti
Paper, mula, pockets is fat as a tumor
Niggas is blowing their checks on the gear
Only the real get a piece of the plate
Its detonation, walk a road to riches bare feet
Bang
Niggas be hatin' I'm rich as a bitch
I stay smoking on good Jamaican