[Style: Deep arrogant Atlanta trap rapper voice, ice-cold autotune, breathless speed delivery, heavy swagger] [Tempo: 145 BPM] [Beat: Menacing dark synth intro, sudden drop into heavy pounding 808s and rapid triplet hi-hats] [Intro] (Skrrt!) Yeah... Midnight in the A. Engine screaming loud. Pouring bubbly while I'm dodging traffic. You already know how we coming. (Let's get it! / Southside!) [Verse 1] Midnight cruising, pushing Lambo to the limit Got the foreign matte black, yeah you know it’s tinted Swerving past the civics, dodging traffic like it’s nothing Engine roaring loud, got the whole highway jumping Champagne in the cup holder, spilling on the dash Two hundred on the dash, leaving cops in a flash Neon lights flashing, city looking like a movie Bad bitch in the passenger, sipping heavy smoothie No brakes on the whip, foot heavy on the pedal Got the stainless steel heart, won a street-life medal [Chorus] (Woo!) Lamborghini doors going up to the stars! (Slatt!) Swerving out of lanes, leaving rubber on the tar! Champagne on ice while we flying through the night! Atlanta fast life, everything is looking right! Lamborghini, Lamborghini, driving reckless in the dark! If you ain't living fast, then you never leave a mark! [Verse 2] Pop the Ace of Spades, let it shower on the leather Weather getting cold, but we shining in whatever Weaving through the traffic, 3 A.M. precision Blurry street lights matching up with my vision Bands in the glove box, safe in the trunk Got the bass hitting hard like a heavyweight punk They see the tail lights fading in the distance Nobody can catch us, zero competition Zone 1 to Zone 6, watch the phantom disappear Living on the edge every single day of the year [Bridge] (Beat drop out, echoing vocals, cinematic spacey synths) Slow down? Nah, we don't do that. Hold the bottle, watch the road vanish. (Engine revving loud in the background) Three... Two... One... (Heavy 808 sub-bass crash back in!) [Chorus] (Woo!) Lamborghini doors going up to the stars! (Slatt!) Swerving out of lanes, leaving rubber on the tar! Champagne on ice while we flying through the night! Atlanta fast life, everything is looking right! Lamborghini, Lamborghini, driving reckless in the dark! If you ain't living fast, then you never leave a mark! [Outro] Lambo doors down. Empty bottles on the floor. Just another night in the A. (Engine cuts off sharply) (Sigh of relief / Sound of glass clinking)
