This is a song about "Las vegas"

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Rag on my hair, wrap weed in vegas, rockin' vagabonds

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

Making it happen, vegas on acid

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

That life is all bout vegas

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Fake mc's vomit. me and my niggas on the top floor in vegas drinking gin and

Minds are wasted like paper out the pocket in lines in vegas

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Murder everyone will face/ escucha las palabras , but the judge had

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

I think about my best bud ayman and i in vegas