Lyrics SIN CITY - Pyrrhic

(Gold on my big nine)
(Gold on my big nine)
(Gold on my big nine)
(Gold on my big nine)
(Gold on my big nine)
(Gold on my big nine)

Sin-Sin-Sin city, I think I just blew another milli
If you wanna play dumb, we can go and get silly
I'ma pop another pillie, I'ma hit it till I'm dizzy
I don't really give a fuck about the itty bitty titty committee
You wanna bet your life away on lip
I'll spit a chip, I'm quick to flip a mood
I'll double down put this poker to your face
You little bitch this house will never lose

Round of shooters, bottle service
One more drink, I'll spit in cursive
Still the sum of all my verses, picture perfect
I ain't never had to jackpot, just to jackpot
But I been moving lethal weight since the blacktop
I'll make you fear and loath my name, now just thank god
That I don't hunt you with this tommy, I got half-cocked

Pick up the pace go
I keep it going, no foot on the brakes no
Lettings the bass blow
I got you doing whatever I say so
Fuck out my face hoe
I'm letting the whole motherfucking place know
Making my bankroll
Stacking the chips and I'm making my peso

Spin a motherfucker so fast, I make him leak coins
That's flash bang you goofy bitch, not a decoy
Big boy making big noise, with a the deep voice
You're getting bodied by a pretty boy

Sin city, I think I just blew another milli
If you wanna play dumb, we can go and get silly
I'ma pop another pillie, I'ma hit it till I'm dizzy
I don't really give a fuck about the itty bitty titty committee
You wanna bet your life away on lip
I'll spit a chip, I'm quick to flip a mood
I'll double down put this poker to your face
You little bitch this house will never lose

What's a god to a king and a king to a clown
I pulled up to your spot and a bitch what I found
You a knack, you a hoe, you a trick, you a bust
I peeped what you wrote and that shit really sucked
I'm addicted to the game, there's just no giving it up
This bitch be gripping on my dick, while I be stacking it up
So I'ma lick all on her titty, while she backing it up

Uwu, what? Back it up

Chrome on my weapon, I'm totin' inside a jansport
One forty-seven I throw it up on the dashboard
Seven sixty-seven she fly in to stamp her passport
Dribbling my balls, I'm making her throat my backboard

Nasty
Dirty little bitch, I'm a bastard
You messing with the mob
When all my brothers are gangsters
In this pond I'm the don, I'm a boss
Little fish to this mic, I'm a god, but I live my life in sin

City, I think I just blew another milli
If you wanna play dumb, we can go and get silly
I'ma pop another pillie, I'ma hit it till I'm dizzy
I don't really give a fuck about the itty bitty titty committee
You wanna bet your life away on lip
I'll spit a chip, I'm quick to flip a mood
I'll double down put this poker to your face
You little bitch this house

I think I drive a milli
If you wanna play du-dumb, we get silly
Pop another pi-pillie, till I'm dizzy
Really give a fu-fuck with bittie-bi-bit-bits
You wanna bet yo' life-life
I'll spit a chi-chip, I'll flip a mood
I'll double do-down, put it to your f-f-f-
You little bitch, this house will never lose