This is a song about "Vegas soda shop"

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

So much class, double d’s and ass

I ain't even really need that shop class

Sounded fruitier than a fruity soda,

A modern day goodfella, i'm ray liotta

Yeah, spent the night up in vegas

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Making it happen, vegas on acid

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Y'all motherfuckers act like you the southern soda, #big #shots,

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

What happens in vegas, stays in vegas baby

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I gotta know if it's real or not

Lollipop from a candy shop,