This is a song about "G stacks"

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

They were going out i was making stacks

Im getting stacks of money everyday.

She say she fucking with me the long way

I be gettin' money

On hip hop and grime my g,

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

Smoking hash thats where the stacks at

Work the asses off and the owners the one with money stacks

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

She going to borrow some money

We call each other homie g,

Cuz i got too many stacks

Man it’s the killer tracks