This is a song about "After bank robbery"

Acting like its a mystery i wanna win the lottery of robbery

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Acting like its a mystery i wanna win the lottery of robbery

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

In a convoy to the bank

I’m coming back like light-skin and

But momma raised me right wont be a robbery

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Like the times my bank starts texting me

The good kid from the ugly city

I just want 7 figures in my bank

With such an ugly picture in it and

I'll get to em when i land

Im focused on a bigger bank