This is a song about "Bank heists"

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

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

Money in the bank gotta have

Lights will flash, cars will crash

My bank of america account got six figures

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

22 dollars in my pocket, and a hundred in the bank

I understand i'm back by popular demand

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

So now i show you off to the block no fronting

Timmy got his bike stole

Lay low youll make bank roll

I mean that from the bottom of my heart

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

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