I'm sure to get rich
Fuckin myopic bitch
The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead
Like an independent store, something's wrong with my head
Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch
I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch
Trying to give them light and a message
Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch
Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich
Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,
How bout we blow this bit
We become so dependent on believing the government when they say we independent
Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit
I put some cash in ya pocket
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