This is a song about "New york city"

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

If i'll be a king of new-york i wouldn't change

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

New york runs the rap game, can't tell the best?

705 this our city,

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich