This is a song about "Bank rob"

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

I fuck ya bitch and rob ya house what you gonna do

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

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

Taking money out the piggy bank

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

All my nights i stayed up hopin a nigga don't rob

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

I go back to my friend rob.

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Got racks you don’t understand

I got so much in the bank

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Young bloods really hate school but they study to rob

Lay low youll make bank roll

Women at my pole