I'm from Chicago

I'm From Chicago
And my homies' fly as Trivago
On the south side, that Dan Ryan
That Lake Shore
No, make sure
There's mild sauce on err'thing
Lemon pepper on all da wings
Flamin' Hots with that cheese
Pickle juice on it please, please
What about the west side
What about the K-town
What about the West Loop
And if your skin too dark
In that Humboldt Park
Yeah, eses might test you
But look man, that jibarito got' hit man
Skyline in the rearview
Joe, I'm tryn' tell you

I'm from Chicago
Where they juke that, juke that
I'm from Chicago where they
Juke that, juke that
I'm from Chicago where they
Juke that, juke that
I'm from Chicago where they
Footwork footwork footwork footwork
Footwork footwork footwork footwork
Footwork footwork footwork footwork
Footwork footwork footwork footwork
Footwork footwork footwork footwork
Footwork footwork footwork footwork
Flamin' Hots with that cheese
Pickle juice on it please, please

Listen, first things first
Rakia Boyd
Push it pass the noise
Scream it to the void
Ok
'Member when the blue line ain't Even go to O'hare
So you had to catch the 55 bus to fly Midway instead
Ok
What about the Wells
Gentrification, it fell
, they failed
To care about anything but Themselves
Ok
Replaced it with some condos and a Coffee shop
And if you walk up in that bitch
You probably gon' hear this bop, like

I'm from Chicago
Where they juke that, juke that
I'm from Chicago where they
Juke that, juke that
I'm from Chicago where they
Juke that, juke that
I'm from Chicago where they
Skating and steppin'
We skate, skate and then steppin'
We skating, we steppin'
We skate, skate and then steppin'
We skating, we steppin'
And we skating, and we steppin'
And we skating
Flamin' Hots with that cheese
Pickle juice on it please, please