Lyrics My Lamborghini - future

Bout to go snatch that lambo
Astronaut nigga
Im talking Lamborghini, feel like you gliding everywhere
Stop and put them doors in the air, im talking Lamborghini
Once you make it out the hole, so called friends turned foes
When youre talking Lamborghini
Put the motor in the rear, hit the gas and disappear
Im talking Lamborghini, push and you go
Do a donut like you in the bowl
Im talking Lamborghini
Aye, the power of a dollar'll have you driving in a robot
Go snatch a Gallardo today, where the dope spot
I ain't your average Americano
I know them keys well and I ain't talking bout piano
Suicide doors draped to the floor (designer) of course
And we switching gears for every single year, we lost to the struggle
I keep my cup doubled, (2 cups)
And I love to hustle, and I love my muscle (only the strong survive)
I'mma flex I love it
It once was what it was, now my foreign coupe plush
My only choice, (is what nigga) is to ride foreign