This is a song about "We da city"

Convertibles with turbo jets

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

Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,

Ok you think a nigga shallow

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

I thought van-city was home

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Good city kendrick maad city is where my mind is resting,

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

I grew up in nola city,

Lord knows you've been busy

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Eating all da fudge like da fat kid in school