This is a song about "Nodrstrom rack"

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

I said,fuck safari,slap you from a mac to a rack

I just added another platinum plague to my trophy rack

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Hang em' up, the dish rack/

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Track every stack, now im back, and rack stacks

No where to get titty fucked by a huge rack, i bet the dead would

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

Got them trophies on my music rack, we platinum black/

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back