This is a song about "Bank heists"

Like the times my bank starts texting me

Bitch, they call it motor city

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Don't need to make bank and flaunt around a gold necklace...

Fighting with my weak hand

I got so much in the bank

Cause i got the burner in the hand

In a convoy to the bank

Lay low youll make bank roll

Women at my pole

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something

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

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

If you ever feel alone and