I broke mama heart with no college
Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch
I thought van-city was home
Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone
Rack city bitch, rack, rack, city bitch [x3]
Convertibles with turbo jets
I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich
Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch
Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch
Man but this ain't no sign language
With a chi chi,i got lifes cheat sheet,so beep beep get the fuck out my lane
And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again
Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the sofa
Chi town represent shout to the nigga sosa
I grew up in nola city,
Let me rideuntil i get free
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