This is a song about "Bank account"

Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account

In a room full of goons, i'm such a fucking stand out

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

I just write that right by a mic stand

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

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Cause the account never empty, naw it stay full son

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

My account hacked, bullied, wrists that still bleed, yet i'm still here.

In a convoy to the bank

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

I start to think it's all planned

Getting bank and that is literal

Yeah come holla at your uncle