This is a song about "Bank account"

Lay low youll make bank roll

Women at my pole

Naming his account eminem, putting a photo of shady

Trying to stay above water, that's why we shun the navy

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Cause the account never empty, naw it stay full son

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Hope all over again, we can start

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

Hes a bellend in the nation, thats got a very poor bank account situation,cant afford to

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Yelling "yo look at my money, i got stacks in the bank!"

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Here's my account, son, of why i rap so good,

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route