This is a song about "We stacked up"

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

Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

We burning up, it's a bonfire,

Convertibles with turbo jets

We fight then we have make up sex

It's wack that crap i smack stacked and stacked and stacked

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

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

She would drive the toys plus ride the boy

They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act

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

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

My repents are stacked up like needle pins

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

Cuz when we fail we pull up a chair,