This is a song about "Money stacking"

I'm pushing too hard, stacking the competition up after every bar

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

One hand on the trigger stacking bodies in a heap,

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

Stacking up the change, but i don't make too much

Lying to yourself, all over an image

But was tapping many queens and stacking plentya cream like (whoa)

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Y'all niggas act like bitches, stacking riches, extra sets of chromosomes,

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Got so much racks on racks i be stacking up on tha shelf

But don’t worry about it girl, just be yourself

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Your stacking all of this but live your life unhappily.