This is a song about "Bank heists"

In a convoy to the bank

I can feel your heart beating fast

Still i'm mackin i'm rackin up a fuckin bank vault too

Cause i can't believe i lost my virginity to you

And my bank account look just like a phone card

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

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

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Money's on my mind, break the bank, now the clothes and hoes,

Women at my pole

Lay low youll make bank roll

My bank of america account got six figures

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

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