This is a song about "Stackin paper"

This is my game and im stackin up poker chips,

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

I got rich from a little struggle

Light this paper and huddle,

Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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

I got them ambitious niggas, stackin figgas plenty

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

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

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze