This is a song about "Bank accounts"

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

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

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

Money in the bank gotta have

That we can't forget the past

I just want 7 figures in my bank

You won 17-13 cause of all those fake fuckin accounts.

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

At the bank of braavos is where i'm hunting funding

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

De la soul is from the soul

Lay low youll make bank roll

Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account

We ain't on the court but everything is getting boxed out