Sin City

Lyrics from IG Reel

[Intro]

(He's heating up)

Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

Palm trees, white sand, thirteen hours, my flight landed

Got Italian leather in my right hand

That's why I'm hittin' my right hand man

Like two fives in the dice land, I got a ten with me

Bad shawty from Sin City

And shawty got friends, yeah

All ten of her friends pretty

All ten of them tens

All ten of them, know I'm spendin', I bought you that new Benz, yeah

[Verse 1]

I stepped in the MGM, feelin' rich as fuck with my chain up

Album dropped, I just him 'em up

Like, "Fuck nigga, just give it up"

Niggas ain't real, man, the jig is up

I'm on Ace of Spades, I'm drunk as fuck

Smokin' on niggas, I'm blunt as fuck

I want smoke with the winnеrs and runner-ups

Comin' at Tiller, man, that's dumb as fuck

Now your fans is lookin' like, "What thе fuck, nigga?"

And your bitch is like, "Uh", got her ten toes

Deep in the sand, sippin' on Rosé

He is the man, he bein' me, I'm him, my nigga

Reaper the shit, look grim, my nigga

And the competition so slim, my nigga, yeah

My light cannot go down, nah

[Chorus]

Yeah, palm trees, white sand, thirteen hours, my flight landed

Got Italian leather in my right hand

That's why I'm hittin' my right hand man

Like two fives in the dice land, I got a ten with me

Bad shawty from Sin City

And shawty got friends, yeah

All ten of her friends pretty

All ten of her friends

All ten of them, know I'm spendin', I bought you that new Benz

[Verse 2]

I stepped from the penthouse to the lobby floor to the limousine

ATM, got rinsed clean, I'm star player to the winner team

Diamonds hittin' in the Vegas lights, that's because I paid them right

Bro told me, "Kill shit", great advice

Okay, shh, don't say it twice

I work hard but let's play tonight, I'm in the [?] this game of life

I blacked out, drinkin' white

I'm back now, but I'm takin' flight

I'm tryna fly out somewhere where

Someone with somewhere, where there is

[Chorus]

Palm trees, white sand, thirteen hours, my flight landed

Got Italian leather in my right hand

Charlie here, that's fire, man

Like two fives in the dice land, I got a ten with me

Bad shawty from Sin City

And shawty got friends, yeah

All ten of her friends pretty

All ten of them tens

All ten of them, know I'm spendin', I bought you that new Benz

Yeah, this shit go—