This is a song about "Money paper stacks"

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

But what if they were in our shoes without their stacks

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

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

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Track every stack, now im back, and rack stacks

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Cuz i got too many stacks

Living out of bags

Slang from dust to dawn, detectives act like they maniacs

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

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Im getting stacks of money everyday.

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea