This is a song about "We stacked up"

She was the queen of the club

But then we would make-up

We showin up, we blow the dutch

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

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

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

And we try to keep up

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

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

My team winning that's a fact boy

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

Beat box while we team up

We bursting doors like we just showed up

I don't really give a fuck