This is a song about "We stacked up"

Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

We showin up, we blow the dutch

Now you speaking my language

We got the world's rarest talent, yessir we're #stacked

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Turn up we gettin louder

Uh, for worse or for better

Well, um, there's a but

But then we would make-up

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

I have mad skills, i have stacked up mad bills.

Trying to catch me riding dirty

We should be up in anarchy

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

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck