Rack City
Tyga Lyrics

Rack rack city, bitch, rack rack rack city, bitch
Tyga proudly announces that they are in Rack City, full of money and wealth, surrounded by people eager to be with them.

Ten, ten, ten, twenty on yo titties, bitch
Tyga is shaking hands with a stripper and stuffing $10s, $20s, and $100s into their cleavage.

100 deep VIP, no guest list
Tyga and their crew of 100 people have full access to the VIP section, with no need for a guest list.

T-T-Raw, you don't know who you fuckin' with
Tyga introduces themselves as T-T-Raw and warns others that they are dealing with someone not to be messed with.

Got my other bitch fuckin' with my other bitch
Tyga is in a polyamorous relationship and confidently reveals that one of their partners is engaging in sexual activity with another partner.

Fuckin' all night, nigga we ain't celibate
Tyga proudly boasts about their sexual prowess and claims that they are not abstaining from sex anytime soon.

Niggas say I'm too dope, I ain't sellin' it
Tyga's music is critically acclaimed, but they refuse to compromise their artistic integrity for commercial success.

But I'm fresher than a motherfuckin' peppermint
Tyga is more fashionable and stylish than anyone else present.

Gold Lettermans, last king killin' shit
Tyga wears a gold letterman jacket and establishes themselves as the king of Rack City, dominating all aspects of the city.

Y-Young Money, Young Money yeah, we gettin' rich
Tyga is signed to the Young Money record label, which is famous for producing successful artists and making them wealthy.

Got ya grandma on my dick (haha)
Tyga is implying that they have sexual relations with people from all age groups, including grandmothers, and finds it funny.

Girl you know what it is
Tyga is confident that the women present understand and appreciate their lifestyle and success.

I'm a muthafuckin' star (star)
Tyga sees themselves as a celebrity and is proud of their success and fame.

Look at the paint on the car (car)
Tyga's car is intricately painted and well-maintained, indicating their high status and wealth.

Too much rim make the ride too hard
Tyga has customized the rims on their car, but admits that it makes the ride uncomfortable.

Tell that bitch hop out, walk the boulevard
Tyga wants an unnamed person to leave their car and walk around Rack City to show off their wealth and status.

I need my money pronto
Tyga needs to receive payment promptly and cannot wait any longer.

Get it in the morning like Alonzo
Tyga plans to receive payment the next day, just like Alonzo Mourning, an American professional basketball player.

Rondo, green got cheese like a nacho
Tyga references basketball player Rajon Rondo and links it to the fact that they are wealthy and have lots of money (cheese) like nachos.

If you don't got no ass, bitch, wear a poncho
Tyga suggests that women who do not have a large posterior should cover themselves up with a poncho because it is not desirable or attractive.

Head honcho got my seat back
Tyga is the leader and predominant figure in Rack City and has a comfortable seat to relax in.

Nigga staring at me, don't get bapped
Tyga warns someone who is staring at them to stop looking, or they may get punched (bapped).

Got my shirt off, the club too packed
Tyga takes their shirt off because the club is so crowded, and they need to cool down and remain comfortable.

It's too turnt going up like gas
Tyga describes the atmosphere in the club as energetic, with everyone having a good time and partying hard (turnt) like gasoline fueling a fire.

Goddamn, pulled out my rags
Tyga takes out a gun (rags) as a response to a situation that they find infuriating or frustrating.

Mike, Mike Jackson, nigga I'm Bad
Tyga compares themselves to Michael Jackson, a legendary performer, and claims that they are bad (skilled, talented, cool).

Rat-tat-tat-tat, tatted up on my back
Tyga proclaims that they have tattoos on their back and mimics the sound of gunfire (rat-tat-tat-tat).

All the hoes love me, you know what it is
Tyga is popular with women and is confident in their ability to attract them.

Throwing hundreds, hundreds, hundreds, hundreds
Tyga is throwing stacks of hundreds of dollars around, giving it away to others or making it rain on themselves and their surroundings.

Throwing hundreds, hundreds, rack city bitch rack rack city bitch
Tyga continues to throw stacks of money and shouts out to Rack City at the same time.

Hundreds hundreds, Throwing hundreds, hundreds
Tyga repeats the previous line and still throws hundreds of dollars around.

Rack city bitch rack rack city bitch
Tyga ends the song with a boastful chant about Rack City, its wealth and status.