Caskey - We Don’t Stay at the Luxor lyrics

[Intro] Beats by Choc [Verse 1] I keep water around me like I'm sittin' in the reservoir I trained my metaphysics off of spittin' metaphors The presidential suite like I was a senator Got all these people here and we ain't holdin' seminars I'm the spittin' image of how you could win At bein' your authentic self, this ain't for nobody else Man, they tried to shelf me, but it's still goin' off the shelf Made my own clothes too, ain't out here buyin' Louie bеlts But I spent some racks on the Dior shadеs Went from dodgin' DEAs to the BOA, I'm stackin' Frito-Lays Stay up out my way with your CO ways If you know what's best for ya and you wanna see more days, yeah [Chorus] We don't stay off at the Luxor, b*tch, please When this come out, I'll be stayin' in the Wynn suite They sayin' that he kinda tall, but don't say if that Motherfu*ker try to play with me, I'll leave him six feet Yeah, I need a chef out in Italy For every bridge that I burned 'cause it's bittersweet Yeah, some of the homies got the guillotine But you can't be a kid and stay with this guerilla team [Verse 2] If I die, make sure the funeral is only fam I don't need these fake friends actin' like I was they man Droppin' fake tears, told them pussies, "Save it for the gram" You wouldn't ride on my enemies And that's the type of energy I need for my inner circle Hit you with shells like the ninja turtles Ain't a hurdle that I wouldn't jump for them They called me about the drama I ain't ask about the problems, homie, what's the plan? The car name was European He sent them shots, ain't respond but we gonna see him I would've had a box suite at the Colosseum Just spent your salary at the casino, yeah, that's what I call my per diem To my dogs out there, free 'em, I'm tryna raise the ceilin' Tryna up the stakes, not kill nobody, but still make a killin' I'm a hard worker, pussy, I ain't with the big chillin' I'll chill when I'm dead, I win, I make a billion, yeah [Chorus] We don't stay off at the Luxor, b*tch, please When this come out, I'll be stayin' in the Wynn suite They sayin' that he kinda tall, but don't say if that Motherfu*ker try to play with me, I'll leave him six feet Yeah, I need a chef out in Italy For every bridge that I burned 'cause it's bittersweet Yeah, some of the homies got the guillotine But you can't be a kid and stay with this guerilla team