No Bars
City Girls Lyrics


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(I got Brizzy on the beat, he go crazy)
(What up Noc?)
What you workin' with?
Yeah, what you workin' with?
Uh, what you workin' with? (Show a real bitch)
Uh, what you workin' with?

Pay for this pussy, nigga (yeah), get yo' bands up
Oh, you ain't trickin', nigga, I'ma hit yo' mans up (the fuck)
Cold-ass cocky bitch, fur in the summertime (brr)
He gon' keep the bills paid 'cause he know a bitch fine
Bitches always in my business, "JT, what you really do?" (What?)
I be at home playin' fetch by a swimmin' pool (bing)
I'm a real big dog, bitch, you a Scrappy-Doo
Doin' all that wifey shit knowin' he don't fuck with you
Poster girl pussy, in yo' nigga dreams
I'ma hold a semi, bust whoever in between (bop)
Gangster bitch, JT, Medellín
Haven't heard from the opps, yeah, they ain't said a thing (shh)
I'll be damned, nigga, you know who I am, nigga (huh)
Long way from crackin' cards and pullin' scams, nigga (yeah)
Bitches on my dick, pretty like a transgender (ow)
Sit this pussy on his chin in a chinchilla
Fifty floors up, can't hop out my coupe unless I lift the doors up (ayy)
Told my nigga twin turbo, V8 the motor (skrrt)
Self esteems drop every time I show up
Yeah, wrist doin' eighty in a thirty-five (ice, ice)
Shut Marni down for some furry slides (sloppy)
Look him in his eyes and tell him dirty lies (huh)
Cop me Chanel, nigga, thirty times
The price on this Kelly say I'm hella paid (yeah)
Crocodile Birkin from the Everglades (yeah)
And I ain't gotta do a motherfuckin' thing
I ain't gotta do a motherfuckin' thing, bitch (period)

Told y'all hoes I don't work jobs
I am a motherfuckin' job
Bitches always in my motherfuckin' business
Worried about what the fuck I got goin' on, ho
It's City Girl shit (ho)
Even when you think it ain't City Girl shit
I'm a City Girl, bitch

Second verse to you hatin' ass hoes (tired ass)
Who get mad every time I strike a pose (damn)
I'm Rick'd down from my head to my toes (yup)
Hood bitch, dressed like a weirdo (huh)
Run away, now I'm steppin' in some runway
Bitch, you can't fuck with my on yo' birthday (never)
Free my real bitches, Corrlink and J-Pay (free my bitches)
You gon' be home, fuck what the judge say
I'm low-key, bitches fuck with my anxiety
I'm prayed up and I'm waitin' on my rivalry
I'm the hype, nah, y'all ain't gotta hype me
I'm that bitch, give a fuck who don't like me
It's grind time, no flossin' (let's get it)
Pulled out the truck and put the Porsche in
These bitches tired, they exhausted (tired ass hoes)
Got bitches tannin' for this dark skin
Bitch, I'm really from the trenches
Where it's shots, I ain't talkin' 'bout syringes (baow, baow, baow)
Yeah, I'm really from them trenches




Pretty-ass lips make these bitches cop syringes, mwah
No bars

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "No Bars" by City Girls showcase the confidence and assertiveness of the female rappers as they assert their independence and success. The song opens with a boastful statement about their producer, Brizzy, and their comrade, Noc. They then ask the listener what they are working with, emphasizing that they are the real deal.


The first verse captures the Girls' unapologetic attitude towards their sexuality and how they navigate relationships with men. They demand payment for their sexual services, suggesting that they are in control and not interested in any tricks. They also proclaim their self-assurance, describing themselves as a cold and cocky bitch who can maintain a luxurious lifestyle. The Girls dismiss any inquiries into their personal life and assert their power by claiming to hold a semi-automatic weapon.


In the chorus, they reiterate their status as a "poster girl pussy" that appears in men's dreams, highlighting their desirability. They state their gangster reputation and their lack of communication from their rivals, suggesting that they are unbothered and prevailing in their dominance. They proudly reflect on their journey from criminal activities to their current success, emphasizing their resilience and growth.


The second verse is a direct response to their haters, who get jealous every time they showcase their confidence and style. The Girls embrace their unique fashion choices and assert their superiority by saying they can't be touched on their birthday. They express solidarity with their incarcerated friends and proclaim that they will continue to thrive despite any judgments or sentences. They address their anxiety and reliance on prayer in dealing with their rivals or competitors in the industry. They confidently declare their status as "that bitch" who doesn't care about the opinions of those who don't like them.


Overall, "No Bars" is a powerful anthem of self-assurance, independence, and success in the face of criticism or doubt. The City Girls assert their dominance in the rap game and celebrate their journey from humble beginnings to becoming icons.


Line by Line Meaning

I got Brizzy on the beat, he go crazy
I have Brizzy producing this song and he is incredibly talented


What up Noc?
Greetings to Noc, a fellow collaborator on this track


What you workin' with?
Tell me what you bring to the table, what are your skills or assets


Yeah, what you workin' with?
Yes, I want to know what you have to offer


Uh, what you workin' with? (Show a real bitch)
Hmm, please demonstrate what you can do and impress a genuine woman like myself


Pay for this pussy, nigga (yeah), get yo' bands up
If you want to have access to me, you need to be financially well-off


Oh, you ain't trickin', nigga, I'ma hit yo' mans up (the fuck)
If you're not willing to spoil me, I'll find someone who will (strongly expressing disbelief)


Cold-ass cocky bitch, fur in the summertime (brr)
I am a confident and self-assured woman, wearing fur even in hot weather (sound effect for cold)


He gon' keep the bills paid 'cause he know a bitch fine
He will take care of the financial responsibilities because he recognizes that I am attractive


Bitches always in my business, 'JT, what you really do?' (What?)
Other women are constantly curious about my personal affairs, wondering what I am truly involved in


I be at home playin' fetch by a swimmin' pool (bing)
I spend my time leisurely, playing with my dog near a swimming pool (sound effect for playful bing)


I'm a real big dog, bitch, you a Scrappy-Doo
I am significant and powerful, while you are insignificant and lacking influence (reference to a cartoon character)


Doin' all that wifey shit knowin' he don't fuck with you
Engaging in activities associated with a wife, even though he doesn't have any romantic interest in you


Poster girl pussy, in yo' nigga dreams
My attractiveness is so prominent that your man fantasizes about being with me


I'ma hold a semi, bust whoever in between (bop)
I possess a semi-automatic weapon and will harm anyone caught in the middle (sound effect for punch)


Gangster bitch, JT, Medellín
I am a tough girl, my name is JT, and I represent Medellín (possibly alluding to drug cartels)


Haven't heard from the opps, yeah, they ain't said a thing (shh)
I have not received any communication from my rivals, they are not making any noise


I'll be damned, nigga, you know who I am, nigga (huh)
Wow, you really know me and recognize my identity (expression of surprise)


Long way from crackin' cards and pullin' scams, nigga (yeah)
I have come a long way from engaging in credit card fraud and performing deceitful acts


Bitches on my dick, pretty like a transgender (ow)
Other women are jealous of my success and attractiveness, just like transgender individuals are often targeted


Sit this pussy on his chin in a chinchilla
I will assert dominance by sitting my genitalia on his face while wearing a chinchilla fur coat


Fifty floors up, can't hop out my coupe unless I lift the doors up (ayy)
My car is so luxurious that to exit it on the fiftieth floor, I need to lift the doors up


Told my nigga twin turbo, V8 the motor (skrrt)
Informed my partner to enhance the performance of the car's engine with twin turbochargers and a V8 configuration (sound effect for screeching tires)


Self esteems drop every time I show up
People's confidence decreases whenever I make an appearance


Yeah, wrist doin' eighty in a thirty-five (ice, ice)
My expensive watch appears to be moving at a much higher speed than the limit (reference to ice jewelry)


Shut Marni down for some furry slides (sloppy)
I am so influential and powerful that I can force the high-end fashion brand Marni to produce furry slides (expression of dominance)


Look him in his eyes and tell him dirty lies (huh)
I confidently deceive him by making false statements while maintaining eye contact (expression of surprise)


Cop me Chanel, nigga, thirty times
Purchase me thirty Chanel items (using 'cop' in the sense of buying)


The price on this Kelly say I'm hella paid (yeah)
The cost of this Hermès Kelly bag indicates that I am extremely wealthy


Crocodile Birkin from the Everglades (yeah)
I own a Birkin bag made of crocodile skin sourced from the Everglades (a Florida wetland)


And I ain't gotta do a motherfuckin' thing
I don't have to put in any effort or take any actions


I ain't gotta do a motherfuckin' thing, bitch (period)
I emphatically state that I have no obligations or responsibilities (firmly ending the statement)


Told y'all hoes I don't work jobs
I have previously informed all of you women that I don't have a traditional job


I am a motherfuckin' job
I, as an individual, am considered a significant occupation or profession


Bitches always in my motherfuckin' business
Other women are constantly meddling and prying into my personal affairs


Worried about what the fuck I got goin' on, ho
They are excessively concerned and curious about the things I am involved in, showing disrespect (insulting term)


It's City Girl shit (ho)
This is the style and attitude of City Girls (insulting term)


Even when you think it ain't City Girl shit
This type of behavior and mindset is persistent, even when you assume it's not


I'm a City Girl, bitch
I proudly identify as a member of City Girls and embrace this lifestyle (strongly emphasizing insult)


Second verse to you hatin' ass hoes (tired ass)
This is the second part of the song directed towards women who consistently hate and criticize (expression of exhaustion)


Who get mad every time I strike a pose (damn)
These women become angry and upset whenever I confidently pose for a photo (expression of surprise)


I'm Rick'd down from my head to my toes (yup)
I am adorned in expensive clothing and accessories from head to toe, inspired by Rick Owens (reference to fashion designer)


Hood bitch, dressed like a weirdo (huh)
Although I come from an urban background, I dress in an unconventional and distinctive manner (expression of confusion)


Run away, now I'm steppin' in some runway
I have escaped my difficult past and now confidently navigate the glamorous world of fashion shows


Bitch, you can't fuck with my on yo' birthday (never)
You cannot compete with me or match my level of greatness, even on your special day (emphasizing it will never happen)


Free my real bitches, Corrlink and J-Pay (free my bitches)
I express the desire for my incarcerated friends to be released, referring to the communication systems they use in prison (Corrlink and J-Pay)


You gon' be home, fuck what the judge say
You will eventually be released from prison, disregarding the judge's decision (expression of defiance)


I'm low-key, bitches fuck with my anxiety
I tend to keep a low profile, but other women still aggravate and disturb me


I'm prayed up and I'm waitin' on my rivalry
I have faith in a higher power and I am patiently waiting for someone to challenge me (or for karma to take effect)


I'm the hype, nah, y'all ain't gotta hype me
I am the center of attention and in-demand, no need for others to try to create excitement around me


I'm that bitch, give a fuck who don't like me
I am a remarkable and confident woman, I don't care about the opinions of those who dislike me


It's grind time, no flossin' (let's get it)
It's time to work hard and focus on achieving success, no time for showing off (expression of enthusiasm)


Pulled out the truck and put the Porsche in
I brought out my luxurious truck and replaced it with a Porsche (symbolizing an upgrade in vehicles)


These bitches tired, they exhausted (tired ass hoes)
These women are fatigued and worn out, they have no energy left (expression of exhaustion)


Got bitches tannin' for this dark skin
There are women trying to emulate my beautiful dark complexion by tanning their own skin


Bitch, I'm really from the trenches
I come from a very challenging and impoverished neighborhood (emphasizing authenticity)


Where it's shots, I ain't talkin' 'bout syringes (baow, baow, baow)
In my community, gunshots are fired, I'm not referring to medical syringes (sound effect for gunshots)


Yeah, I'm really from them trenches
Yes, I truly come from those difficult and dangerous neighborhoods


Pretty-ass lips make these bitches cop syringes, mwah
My attractive lips make other women purchase syringes for lip enhancement, expressing a kiss (sound effect for a kiss)




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Jatavia Shakara Johnson, Michael Kofi Bonsu, Raphael Ramos Oliveira

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