This is a song about "Stacking money"

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Ain't stacking the green, only time there's stashing the cheese,

Stacking the cash, at this rate im yet to fly a jet. so i just bet,

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

I back up rhymes by stacking lines, they jack it like winter coats,

Stacking platinum plaques, that cracker is still too action packed,

I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act

European model white bitch is eating donuts

Thinks he's a mad thug stacking a stash of crack drugs

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Money bring pain,money bring gain

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Giving aids and hiv to baby mamas, stacking riches,

One hand on the trigger stacking bodies in a heap,

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak