Текст песни Vegas - Lord Tango

(Okay fuck it up)
95, 95, 95, 95
(Duh, No Mercy)

I jus woke up on a couch
In a penthouse in Vegas
I regret datin' my ex when I get hella faded
Bitch in the suite wanna fuck
Think I'll keep her waitin
I know my moment on the way
I'm just staying patient
When I look in my reflection
All I see is greatness
I'm so cocky cause I'm fly
Yeah I know they hate it
Turn on my music and cut up
It's a celebration
Wanna make money and my music
I'm already famous
Really don't need no new homies
People steady changin
I rearrange her insides when I be penetratin
She ask my occupation, interior decoration
Keep my phone on DND
Fuck a notification
I can't wait to go a tour
It's gon feel like vacation
Producers in my DM
Trynna pay me for a placement
Flexin on pussy niggas
That said I would never make it
Hellcats on Rodeo
Me and my niggas racing
Me and my niggas living good
Is the dream that I'm chasing
But for now we workin hard
And we stackin them Franklin's
I can't wait to make some M's and tell mama we made it
I drive wit a different demeanor
When I'm in the Beamer
Post a flic up on the gram
Because this shit a bleeder
I like shordies wit a bag
Ion fuck wit eaters
She can't show me a couple bands imma have to leave her
Got her tryin out for the team like a wide receiver
My homie a bad ref he let techs fly
I know I'm heem, I aint worried bout the next guy
Got a lotta Macs, Best Buy
Free da real cause they real, let the rest die
Hop inna cat, not a Scat, Issa test drive
You niggas Pussy, Ion think you ever met mine
Secret Service, I promise you shouldn't test mine
I be fuckin on her crazy, high sex drive
And I tell her lay flat, I like to crush spines
Yo shorty easy, she fuck wit me cause my punchlines
Any shorty with me untouchable, you can't fuck mine
Get to talking reckless, she cuttin' you like a lunch-line

I jus woke up on a couch
In a penthouse in Vegas
I checked my phone, I called my ex when I was hella faded
Bitch in the suite wanna fuck
Think I'll keep her waitin
I know my moment on the way
I'm just staying patient
When I look in my reflection
All I see is greatness
I'm so cocky cause I'm fly
Yeah I know they hate it
Turn on my music and cut up
It's a celebration
Wanna make money and my music
I'm already famous

Don't even pass my girl the blunt imma really get pissed
I'm talking with some confidence cause I'm really the shit
My secret service be the mobb you could really get hit
My homie hella good at madden, he know how to blitz