This is a song about "Lamborghini car"

You know...you know who you are

Believe my mom still needs a new car

So part of the plan

Right car with the wrong thang

The underdog of the underground has come far

My rhymes will have you living from house to car

Young money, d-town's all star

Yea got big stacks get me a car

Jokes on you i don't have a car

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

With the goons i spar

Got a license, no car

I grabbed my keys, ran straight to my car

Baby, you know who you are

Versace odor and lamborghini owner

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her