This is a song about "Stackin paper"

I got them ambitious niggas, stackin figgas plenty

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Stackin' these rhapsodies that even queen couldn't mack with ease

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

Unify them, mob through, take over and

That damier bag i bought her

You never tasted paper

I said i'm hurting her

Left me like a blank white paper

Stacks on deck, bitch we stackin money to the ceiling

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing