This is a song about "Bank"

50m's in the bank, i get me 200, i'm gone

So i’m warning , don’t you love me for too long

My bank of america account got six figures

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

22 dollars in my pocket, and a hundred in the bank

Bank on that shit dawg i'm stroking my knob.

Been running around trying find a job

In a convoy to the bank

Got racks you don’t understand

And bijies like im out and

Track 4.) break the bank (break the bank)

U lack the spice, black n' white like bank robbers be

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Still i'm mackin i'm rackin up a fuckin bank vault too

See you was there every year when i needed you