This is a song about "Bank"

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed

Let's pretend he never dreamed how to break the bank,

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

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

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

My bank of america account got six figures

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Let's pretend he never dreamed how to break the bank,

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

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

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tony

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

Haven't seen the world in so long