This is a song about "Bank"

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

Can’t take no more of your shit cause i can do better without you

Cause i got the burner in the hand

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

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

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

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

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

I got so much in the bank

I just want 7 figures in my bank

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Like the times my bank starts texting me

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

In a convoy to the bank

600 benz, condo six hundred grand