Love Scars Pt. 2 / Rack City
Trippie Redd Lyrics


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Ooh, ayy
14, 14, 14, babe yeah

In rack city counting up a four
I was trapping, getting it by my 'lone
Rocket got them pints for the low
Chris got the rocket, he gon' blow
Murder what she wrote
We came through and took her soul
She want that dick then she get boned
Rack city blowing dope, bitch
She off the molly and the coke, bitch
You wan' touch then you get poked, bitch
Run my hood like the pope pope, bitch

They thought I was dead but I'm still alive
I just needed time to relax bitch
I just needed time, now I'm back bitch
The money coming faster than it ever did
Please play this at my funeral
If I die tomorrow tell my mama that I'm sorry for the life I chose
But this the life I chose
Mama I'm sorry
This is the life for me
Nobody loves me but me
Nobody loves me but me
I fucked my girl last week
Told her get on her knees
Then she sucked on my D
Then that bitch hit the streets, she ain't fuckin' with me

No more, no more, no more, no more
No more, no more, no more, no more

I see more tombstones than the undertaker
And if we fuck now we can't cuddle later
The chopper make roaches scatter, fuck a huddle breaker
This MAC, I aim it at your face, I cannot make up
Brrat, I got the pounds and that ain't from Jamaica
Smoke, this thing I'm shooting fuck up god's creation
Ah, you the best, who am I replacing
Whoa, oh that's a vest? well it's your mind I'm aimed at
Scars of love from warfare with automatics
Bullets burn like lava, chopper spitting volcanic
Codeine and percocets, spend a kidney and a liver
Stupid bitch fuck me over, I get it, I still miss her woah





In rack city counting up a four
I was trapping, getting it by my 'lone

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of Trippie Redd's "Love Scars Pt. 2 / Rack City" indicate a self-referential "triple" repetition of "14," hinting at Trippie Redd's belief in the importance of numerology, specifically the number 14. He then establishes his locale as "Rack City," where he's "counting up a four" while "trapping, getting it by my 'lone" - in other words, he's engaging in drug dealing, profiting off of his labor alone. The lines "Rocket got them pints for the low / Chris got the rocket, he gon' blow" suggest that this is not a solo endeavor, as he is joined by associates. "Murder what she wrote / We came through and took her soul" connotes that the objective of their work is to take what they want without mercy or regard for others, whether it be rival drug dealers or potential romantic partners. Trippie Redd boasts about his sexual prowess while acknowledging that he is not loved by anyone else but himself.


The chorus of "Love Scars Pt. 2 / Rack City" is a repeating passage of "no more," presumably referencing an end to some form of suffering or struggle, though its specificity is left undefined. The second verse centers around the use of a gun and the inherent violence that comes with it, with Trippie Redd claiming that he sees more tombstones than the undertaker - a line that can be interpreted as hyperbole, or indicative of the dangerous lifestyle he leads. The verse also references drug use and a former romantic partner who he both misses and resents.


Line by Line Meaning

In rack city counting up a four
I am in Las Vegas counting up $4000 worth of cash


I was trapping, getting it by my 'lone
I was selling drugs by myself to make money


Rocket got them pints for the low
My friend Rocket has access to low-priced large bottles of lean


Chris got the rocket, he gon' blow
My friend Chris has a gun and will use it if necessary


Murder what she wrote
We killed her after she wrote something incriminating


We came through and took her soul
We robbed her and caused her harm


She want that dick then she get boned
If she wants to have sex with me, I will oblige


Rack city blowing dope, bitch
We are in Las Vegas doing drugs


She off the molly and the coke, bitch
She is high on ecstasy and cocaine


You wan' touch then you get poked, bitch
If you try to fight or confront me, you will get stabbed


Run my hood like the pope pope, bitch
I am the leader of my community or neighborhood


They thought I was dead but I'm still alive
People thought I was finished, but I am still here


I just needed time to relax bitch
I needed a break from everything


I just needed time, now I'm back bitch
I took the time I needed and now I am ready to resume my activities


The money coming faster than it ever did
I am making more money now than I ever have before


Please play this at my funeral
I want this song played at my funeral


If I die tomorrow tell my mama that I'm sorry for the life I chose
If I die soon, please tell my mother that I regret some of the decisions I have made


But this the life I chose
Despite my regrets, I have chosen to live this lifestyle


Mama I'm sorry
I apologize to my mother for the life I have chosen


This is the life for me
I have chosen this lifestyle and will continue to live it


Nobody loves me but me
I am the only one who truly loves and cares for myself


I fucked my girl last week
I had sex with my girlfriend last week


Told her get on her knees
I instructed her to perform oral sex on me


Then she sucked on my D
She performed oral sex on me


Then that bitch hit the streets, she ain't fuckin' with me
After having sex, she left and is no longer interested in continuing our relationship


I see more tombstones than the undertaker
I have seen a lot of dead bodies


And if we fuck now we can't cuddle later
If we have sex, it will only be for that moment and nothing more


The chopper make roaches scatter, fuck a huddle breaker
My gun causes people to run away, especially those attempting to interfere with my operations


This MAC, I aim it at your face, I cannot make up
I have a gun and will use it if I need to


Brrat, I got the pounds and that ain't from Jamaica
I have a lot of drugs and they didn't come from Jamaica


Smoke, this thing I'm shooting fuck up god's creation
Drugs and guns damage humanity and the world around us


Ah, you the best, who am I replacing
I am succeeding and I don't know who I am replacing, if anyone


Whoa, oh that's a vest? well it's your mind I'm aimed at
Even if someone is wearing a bulletproof vest, I am still going to shoot them


Scars of love from warfare with automatics
I have been hurt in relationships and in the dangerous lifestyle I lead


Bullets burn like lava, chopper spitting volcanic
Guns are very dangerous and deadly


Codeine and percocets, spend a kidney and a liver
Drugs are taking a toll on my body and they are expensive


Stupid bitch fuck me over, I get it, I still miss her woah
Despite being wronged by a woman, I still have feelings for her


No more, no more, no more, no more
I am done with something and don't want anything to do with it


No more, no more, no more, no more
I repeat that I am done with something and don't want anything to do with it




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Michael Lamar White

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