This is a song about "Aristocrat stack nigga"

My city's culture to the game now in existence

I stack chips, crack ribs, and in fact, i stack mad mack clips

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

I’m steady searching for a stack of the green and gold,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

You can see the stack of hearses emerging.

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

As she goes through the levels

Better than the last stack of bull crap

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

You know that love is a very serious thing

I'm the stack over-fun, fast flow and running

Yeah you think you're all that cuz your snap back and your fat stack/

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag