This is a song about "Las vegas"

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

That life is all bout vegas

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

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

And nowadays niggas stand behind em like clive davis

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

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Yeah, spent the night up in vegas

Gettin vodka from los vegas,

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

I think about my best bud ayman and i in vegas

Now momma told me be careful who you love

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

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that