paroles de chanson LV - Apollo Gold

Late night in Las Vegas
Yeah you know she love me rocking Prada & the latest
Again and again I'm rolling more papers
Night filled with blues I'm off a different wavelength
Strippers doing opium, I smell it by the fragrance
Take a bitch to space, I tell her meet the maker
Got hella cake, you would think her father was baker
AG fist full of rings ima player

Too many chicks, in a room make a mess
3 Bullets to head, don't give a fuck about yo chest
John Wick with the aim but the fire ain't suppressed
Walk around town in a Dior Bulletproof Vest
Girls of the night, yeah they pay me for sex
PS5 I control them with the X
Couple more strokes and a bitch fully wet
Apollo gold yeah the god of the Flex

Late night in Las Vegas
Yeah you know she love me rocking Prada and the latest
Again and again I'm rolling more papers
Night filled with blues I'm off a different wavelength
Strippers doing opium, I smell it by the fragrance
Take a bitch to space, I tell her meet the maker
Got hella cake, you would think her father was baker
AG fist full of rings ima player

Yeah what's popping, back to the topic
Yeah I grab my nuts while I jump in the moshpit
Bitch this is my universe, ima keep it rocking
If it ain't about money, do not step into my office
First I get the Louis Bag, then I hit deposit
Then my hit dance, then yo bitch I demolish
Out in the desert, yeah I'm living so lawless
Apollo Gold don't follow rules bitch ima artist

Late night in Las Vegas
Yeah you know she love rocking Prada and the latest
Again and again I'm rolling more papers
Night filled with blues I'm off a different wavelength
Strippers doing opium, I smell it by the fragrance
Take a bitch to space, I tell her meet the maker
Got hella cake, you would think her father was baker
AG fist full of rings ima player