(Intro)
Yeah, deuce
Atlanta sh*t Atlanta
Atlanta
Atlanta
(Verse 1)
Atlanta sh*t, I’m a fashion lover
Virgil Abloh did my first album cover
Got my first play with Mike Will
ni**a, I don’t sleep, no NyQuil
Used to sin to pay the bills in my habitat
They don’t ask where you from when you on a jet
Back in, pick her up, I know you heard about it
Got a bag from 2012, I ain’t ever count in
I let Rico Way hear my last album
Then them boys in the dungeon, ain’t no band wagon
Man, I love Dr. Dre, he my f**kin’ favorite
And Yung Joc still owe me a lil paper
Served big cup with CeeLo, lethal
I was mobile, it was peephole
But we was equal
We were trappin’, they were rappin’
That’s why I f**k with Dolla, he was always snappin’
Started from apartments, ended in a mansion
That’s the definition of growth and expansion
A slope and a ramp and a envelope full of hope
She gon’ lick the stamp and I’m the main attraction
Lamborghini fast and I’m too tall for that sh*t
I tried to get in, I had to crawl in that b**ch
But they ’bout to make a truck so I’ma call ’em
Ask ’em, “How many y’all gettin’? I want all of ’em”
(Chorus)
Lamborghini truck, Lamborghini truck
Lamborghini truck, Lambo, Lamborghini truck
Lamborghini truck, Lamborghini truck
Lamborghini truck, Lamborghini truck
Lamborghini truck, Lamborghini truck
Lamborghini truck, Lamborghini truck
Lamborghini truck, Lamborghini truck
Lamborghini truck, Lamborghini truck
Lamborghini truck, Lamborghini truck
Lamborghini truck, Lamborghini truck
(Verse 2)
Lamborghini truck (never givin’ up)
Lamborghini what? (never givin’ up)
Lamborghini who? (never givin’ up)
Lamborghini bust (never givin’ up)
Panini with the crust (never givin’ up)
Gianni on the tux (never givin’ up)
Money on the other side (never givin’ up)
In God We Trust (In God We Trust)
Killer Mike from Adamsville (Mike)
Found goon from the block (on the block)
Where you from? Where you rode the bus? (bus)
Yeah, them Migos from the North (Migos)
And I’m like the snowman when I’m holdin’ on a fork (skrrt)
And I’m like Joe when I’m rockin’ Polo Sport
I feel like Gucci when I’m walkin’ out of court
Rest in peace Lo, rest in peace Bankroll
One time for Rocco, Tip, and Rosco
One of the top flows, on the top floor
Get it wholesale like Costco
You know I got that glow, Bruce Lee boy
As far as the rappers, I’m startin’ to eat more
2 Chainz
(Chorus)
Lamborghini truck, Lamborghini truck
Lamborghini truck, Lambo, Lamborghini truck
Lamborghini truck (Lamborghini truck)
ni**a, I remember when Baby D was in BMF
f**k y’all ni**as
Lamborghini truck (Lamborghini truck)
Lamborghini truck (Lamborghini truck)
Lamborghini truck (Lamborghini truck)
Lamborghini truck (Lamborghini truck)
Lamborghini truck (Lamborghini truck)
Atlanta sh*t
Lamborghini truck (Lamborghini truck)
ni**a, the whole Atlanta gonna have a Lambo truck, ni**a
You know how we do, gettin’ a bag down here, ni**a
Lamborghini truck (Lamborghini truck)
(Outro 2 Chainz talking)
Alright, now my lil bruh’s school gonna have one skateboard
Know what I’m sayin’? Yellow, motherf**kers
Nah, I’ma get that yellow muhf**ka
Shout out Future, ni**a, Thug, know what I’m sayin’?
Scooter, know what I’m sayin’?
Lucci, know what I’m sayin’?
The city, we full of hittas, we full of hittas
Got Buddha, 217, know what I’m sayin’?
Even though those ni**as ain’t from Atlanta (?)
Nah, for real
(?) love you bro, know what I’m sayin’?
Everybody who supported me, for real
Even if you didn’t support me, somehow you supported me
For real, this go to all the DJs
Not only in the city, but just DJs period
Shout out to all the strippers, yes
The strippers, cannot forget about you
Atlanta sh*t, ATL sh*t
This is where you come down for a couple days and you never go back home
ni**a, trust me, I heard that story a thousand times
B**ch, what you still doin’ here
I ain’t goin’ back home, I stay here now, I live here now
