This is a song about "Bank"

This is the part where we run hip hop

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

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

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

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

See, with you, i never see it wrong

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Im focused on a bigger bank

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

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

I just want 7 figures in my bank

Just hustling you understand

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

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

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

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