This is a song about "Money paper stacks"

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Im getting stacks of money everyday.

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

But what if they were in our shoes without their stacks

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

But i’m praying in advance

Cuz i got too many stacks

Yelling "yo look at my money, i got stacks in the bank!"

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

Smoking hash thats where the stacks at

This is why her nigga mad

Back to the flashbacks blowing stacks

We getting money, you can face the facts

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.