[Chorus]

Late night in Las Vegas

Yeah you know she love me rocking Prada & the latest

Again & 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

[Verse 1]

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 suppressеd

Walk around town in a Dior Bulletproof Vest

Girls of the night, yеah 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

[Chorus]

Late night in Las Vegas

Yeah you know she love me rocking Prada & the latest

Again & 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

[Verse 2]

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

[Chorus]

Late night in Las Vegas

Yeah you know she love rocking Prada & the latest

Again & 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