This is a song about "Bank"

Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

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

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

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

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

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

That scary love, never get married love

Whatever it takes to live and stand

Taking money out the piggy bank

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

At the bank of braavos is where i'm hunting funding

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

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

I just write that right by a mic stand

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,