This is a song about "We stacked up"

If its not couture, i will not go to her

We said we would never break up we would stay together,

Now you speaking my language

We showin up, we blow the dutch

And we try to keep up

I know you're mad, but so what

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Beat box while we team up

Got a little kick, but it ain't no tire

We burning up, it's a bonfire,

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

We goin out we showin up

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

My repents are stacked up like needle pins