This is a song about "Bank"

It's apart of her goal

Lay low youll make bank roll

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

As i seenobody cares about my history

I'm trying to let the force be with you, i get you

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

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

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

I can feel your heart beating fast

Taking money out the piggy bank

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

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

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard