This is a song about "Bank"

Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account

You know i'm tryna kill that shit, make sure that urn is out

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

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

You just turn your head, kneel down and then tie your tennis

Don't need to make bank and flaunt around a gold necklace...

Money's on my mind, break the bank, now the clothes and hoes,

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

For the one night stand

Need some money?break the bank

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

Yelling "yo look at my money, i got stacks in the bank!"

Got racks you don’t understand

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,