This is a song about "Stackin and flippin"

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

We were doing okay, we were never stackin' green,

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

This is my game and im stackin up poker chips,

Back to back we crack 'em back, platinum plaques stackin',

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

One day i was flippin channels/

As she goes through the levels

The media just loves to portray it, flippin', poppin' shit,

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

Stackin' plaques, platinum tracks with crack and gats in hand,

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

I'm givin' a whippin' to chickens who dissin' and flippin' my lip 'til i'm diggin' your crypt

Super size future conversations be like hella high dropping beats no retreat sweeten up the weekend