This is a song about "Stacks of money"

Back to the flashbacks blowing stacks

Switch swag on you little dick fags

I can't believe it, you're out here making stacks of cheese

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

I need money in a major way

Im getting stacks of money everyday.

Yelling "yo look at my money, i got stacks in the bank!"

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Work the asses off and the owners the one with money stacks

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

As i light one for ill will

Money is the root of evil.

I want it all... all of the money

Now i know a lotta styles, some see