Baddest One on the Strip

Songtext

[Intro] Yeah, Vegas You know what time it is [Verse 1] Black shirt, gold chain, valet know the face Walk through the casino like I own the place From the north end down where the fountains throw spray I don't need a crown, they already make way My crew in the cut, every one of 'em solid No loose talk, no bluff, no need to announce it I came up on cold nights, long rides, hard lessons Now the suite got a view and the safe got extensions I don't chase a name, I let the name chase me Every door swings wide when the right ones page me You can ask my people, they'll tell you the score I been built for the pressure, I was made for more [Chorus] I'm the baddest one walking the Las Vegas Strip Ask my whole crew, they'll tell you I run this shit From the bright casino signs to the edge of the town When I step in the room, all the talk dies down I'm the baddest one walking the Las Vegas Strip Ask my whole crew, they'll tell you I run this shit No borrowed shine, every inch was earned Try to cross that line, watch the whole room turn [Verse 2] Long white sleeves rolled, ink showing at the wrist I don't miss a detail, don't forget who exists Keep the old friends close, keep the new ones honest If you come with a problem, better come with a promise Late dinner, black car, desert wind on the glass I remember every name that was laughing when I passed Now they nod at the door, now they ask for a seat But respect ain't a thing you can buy on the street I don't talk like a king, I just move like one Every move well-timed, every job gets done And the boys on my side never fold, never flinch One call, one nod, and the whole plan clicks [Chorus] I'm the baddest one walking the Las Vegas Strip Ask my whole crew, they'll tell you I run this shit From the bright casino signs to the edge of the town When I step in the room, all the talk dies down I'm the baddest one walking the Las Vegas Strip Ask my whole crew, they'll tell you I run this shit No borrowed shine, every inch was earned Try to cross that line, watch the whole room turn [Verse 3] Four wheels glide, black tint, slow crawl I don't need to raise my voice, they hear me through the wall Got a table in the back where the old heads sit And a young crew learning how to handle their business No fake gold stories, no costume, no act Every scar got a reason, every win got a tax I paid mine in full, never asked for a break Now I choose what I take, I don't move for a name The desert keeps secrets, the city keeps score You can hear my boots cross that marble floor When the house lights flash and the night runs long My people at my back, that's where I belong [Bridge] Tell 'em who holds the line Tell 'em who kept it real Tell 'em we came from the dust And we still know the deal No borrowed respect No rented crown We built this here We hold this ground [Chorus] I'm the baddest one walking the Las Vegas Strip Ask my whole crew, they'll tell you I run this shit From the bright casino signs to the edge of the town When I step in the room, all the talk dies down I'm the baddest one walking the Las Vegas Strip Ask my whole crew, they'll tell you I run this shit No borrowed shine, every inch was earned Try to cross that line, watch the whole room turn [Outro] Las Vegas My people know My people tell it I don't say it twice