Casino Lyrics – Nine Vicious

Read the full Casino lyrics by Nine Vicious from the album SEDITION along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Part I: Ace and Nicky]

[Intro]
SEX MONEY POWER (We in this ro-ro—)
SEX MONEY POWER (Rocking with, rocking with Patrick)
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh

[Chrous]
I’m tryna s*x this b!tch, she tryna get my power (Say what? What?)
Fu*king on your thot, we been fu*king for hours (Say what? Say what? Say what?)

Just got me a brand-new crib, I got a big-ass shower (Woo, woo, woo, brand-new crib)
She tryna s*x on me, she tryna get my power (Uh-huh)

[Verse 1]
(What? Say what?)
On my boss s*it, I feel like Ace (SEX MONEY, SEX MONEY, SEX MONEY, SEX MONEY, SEX MONEY; blitt, blitt, blitt)
I’ll turn yo’ ass to Nicky if you play (Ha, ha, ha, fu*k you talking ’bout?)
I got big blicks on me, make you lay, okay (Boop-boop-boop, boop-boop-boop)
All these rap n!ggas taking my flows (Taking my— taking my s*it)
Who the fu*k you fu*ked then? I wanna know (I wanna know, b!tch)
I just went Balenci’ on my clothes (Went Balenci’ on my s*it)
I will turn your heart into gold (Turn your heart into gold, yeah, yeah, ooh, into gold, oh yeah)

[Interlude]
I will turn your heart into gold (Into gold, yeah, say what?)
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Into gold (Huh, huh, huh, huh, what? Say what?)

[Chrous]
I’m tryna s*x this b!tch, she tryna get my power (Say what? What?)
Fu*king on your thot, we been fu*king for hours (Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what?)
Just got me a brand-new crib, I got a big-ass shower (Woo, woo, woo, brand-new crib)
She tryna s*x on me, she tryna get my power (Uh-huh)

[Verse 2]

Greed the craziest thing in this world (Craziest s*it)
But that greed what I live for, b!tch, so it’s my world (I get greedy, I got greedy, what? I got greedy, greed)
Had your b!tch in the motherfu*king spot, I had to take your girl (I had to take that b!tch)
She take a pic’, she looked at my edges and say, “I like your curls” (Ha, ha)
She give up that neck for some pearls (Ha, say what?)
This b!tch on the d!ck do a swirl (Ayy, eugh)
I gotta count up dinero (Okay, okay)
Moving so Robert De Niro (Say what? B!tch)
I got expensive apparel (What?)
I fu*ked a white ho named Merrill (Woo, woo)
I got fat-ass pockets, yeah, call ’em Lil TerRio

[Part II: Casino]

[Intro]
Oh yeah, oh, yeah, I’m richer
I-I-I’m richer than all these old n!ggas, these old n!ggas look burnt out
They on some burnt out s*it, I’m on some rich s*it (We in this ro-ro—)
I don’t know what y’all n!ggas on, on God (Rocking with, rocking with Patrick)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Tell me I’m the best
Put my hands around your neck, tell me I’m the best
Put my hands around your neck, tell me I’m the best, hold up

[Chorus]
Put my hands around your neck, tell me I’m the best (Say what?)
She ratchet, yeah, she nasty, sucked that d!ck, leave it on her chest (Say what?)
I look like a dope boy in this white tee, this ain’t no Guess (Let’s go)
Louis Vuitton for my b!tch, I give nothing to my ex (Woo-hoo, say what? Blitt, tell you, okay)

[Verse 1]
Every flow you did, I did it (Every flow you did, I did it, right now, right now, right now, right now, right now)
Every ho you hit, I hitted (Every ho you hit, I hitted)
B!tch, I love this s*it, no, I ain’t doing no kidding (Say what? What?)
I’m telling the realest (Say what? What?)
Got forty hoes at my party (Got forty), I’m telling you, I’m that (I’m telling you, I’m telling you)
Michael Jackson when I walk in this b!tch, I’m telling you I’m bad (Ra-ra-racks, n!gga, what?)
Woah, I feel like a motherfu*king gangster how I step on these racks (Blitt, blitt, blitt)
She skinny, pretty waist and that ass fat (Blitt, blitt, blitt)
Even my mom told me, I am a superstar (Yeah, she did)
Even your b!tch told me, I’m going far (She did, she did, yeah)
I got racks on me, you can tell by my car (She did)
I just fu*ked on this b!tch, she wet, ocean, Myanmar (Say what?)
No, I can’t fu*k with these rats
Sit at home, sipping my red (Say what?)
Yeah, lil’ Saint going up when I went up, but I got way more racks (What? What?)
I don’t give a fu*k ’bout none of my exes, leave ’em all on read (Say what? Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I been serving that motherfu*king yayo, I had to move these bags

[Chorus]
Put my hands around your neck, tell me I’m the best (Say what?)
She ratchet, yeah, she nasty, sucked that d!ck, leave it on her chest (Say what?)
I look like a dope boy in this white tee, this ain’t no Guess (Let’s go)
Louis Vuitton for my b!tch, I give nothing to my ex (Woo-hoo, say what? Blitt)

[Verse 2]
It’s getting crazy for me and my brothers (Me and my bros)
All my brothers dap me up, can’t cross each other (Say what? Woah, woah)
5K, 6K, 6K on my wrist, I cuddle (I cuddle)
Jwade, he not fN, we had to X out that boy
Yeah, he a lil’ rat, why the fu*k you signed that boy? (That n!gga broke, say what?)
Gucci Mane always had me, so you know I ain’t talking ’bout a toy
All my brothers tweaking, got two chains, hear that noise, hold up (Say what?)
All my fires got switches, I got real-deal guns, no toys (Say what? Say what?)

[Outro]
My fire, my fire, yeah, fN, yeah
Open that s*it up, bruh
I got real-deal guns, no toys (None of that chill s*it, open that s*it up)
I don’t give a fu*k, y’all n!ggas think you can slime me? I’ll kill something, I got this s*it for y’all (We in this ro-ro—)
I got real-deal guns, no toys (Rocking with, rocking with Patrick, one, two, three, let’s go)
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (What? Boop, boop-boop-boop, ha, let’s go, say what?)
Uh-uh, uh-uh (Boop-boop-boop, boop-boop-boop)
They are all mine, all mine (Boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop)
All mine, all mine (Boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop)
All mine, all mine, uh (Boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop-boop-boop, boop-boop-boop)
Uh, uh-uh