This is a song about "Shy rack"

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

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

Hit japan and i'm instagraming camera shy samurais

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

18 months? please, that ain't facing time

My brains'll rack this up, working overtime/

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Trip, and then you never snitch

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

I just added another platinum plague to my trophy rack

Niggas steady dieing in the shy

And i know that your supply

Maybe too shy for the stage/

And i pray that never change