This is a song about "Nodrstrom rack"

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

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Next the homeless he see's as filthy rats, he's got a rack set up,

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

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

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Tie each limb up and stretch em on a rack til it breaks

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Got rewarded with the taste of ya mommas rack

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Everybody only focuses on ass and rack

Be set back, i dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

I just added another platinum plague to my trophy rack