This is a song about "City rollin"

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

What preceded was the clue

I do dis for my niggas and city

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Rack city bitch, rack, rack, city bitch [x3]

Catch me rollin’ off in the ride

And how you make the darkness seem so bright

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I grew up in nola city,

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

Cause i come rollin in your neighbourhood reassured

I would say fuck my city

I reel them in, goadomes on see