Welcome To 4 Vegas - Stunna 4 Vegas

Welcome to 4 Vegas, bitch

You know I’m still takin' risks

She trip then I replace the bitch

I get 'em spent then I replace the sticks

I get 'em spent, I’m upping the smoke

Up with this blick, he tucking and roll

She reach for my dick, almost let off the pole

Know I stay with my fire like I stay with my bros

Know I stay with my gun like I stay with my bitch

Niggas broke in the car, nigga ain’t snatch shit

I think it was karma, I used to hit licks

502 to the 2, bitch, I came from them bricks

The day I lost racks, know I had to get rich

Quick left with 'em then I ran it up quick

Now mama need blue like a Crip

I won’t diss an opp 'cause I’m tryna get him zipped

Yeah, I’m tryna get him burnt, murked (Get him out of here)

Take a pic, put him on a shirt

Grab a blick, we finna go lurk

They gon' hate when you come from the dirt

Spit crack, I got rich off of words

I sit back, killers spin on your curb

Ten racks, they gon' put in some work

And they won’t come back until some learn

Or until somebody mama crying

These choppers sing like lullabies

Them niggas gon' rat when it’s time to slide

He know we on his hat so he gotta hide

We rock niggas to sleep like a rock-a-bye

I was doing the shows, my alibi

Nigga run up on me, I’ma let it fly

'Fore I go like a ho, it’s a homicide

Welcome to 4 Vegas, bitch

You know I’m still takin' risks

She trip then I replace the bitch

I get 'em spent then I replace the sticks

I get 'em spent, I’m upping the smoke

Up with this blick, he tucking and roll

She reach for my dick, almost let off the pole

Know I stay with my fire like I stay with my bros

Know I stay with my gun like I stay with my bitch

Niggas broke in the car, nigga ain’t snatch shit

I think it was karma, I used to hit licks

502 to the 2, bitch, I came from them bricks

The day I lost racks, know I had to get rich

Quick left with 'em then I ran it up quick

Now mama need blue like a Crip

I won’t diss an opp 'cause I’m tryna get him zipped