This is a song about "We stacked up"

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

I should have known from the start boy

My team winning that's a fact boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

I'm glad that we ain't caked up.

We're young and we don't give a fuck

On they car note to go to the club

Every night we blowin up

We should be up in anarchy

But five years from now i bet she see

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

My repents are stacked up like needle pins

Pop a molly and fuck shit up bitch we going up

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

We burning up, it's a bonfire,

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur