This is a song about "Bank robbery"

But momma raised me right wont be a robbery

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Adrenaline pumpin' like i'm about to commit an armed robbery

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

I'm right back in it dead yummy and her mildew stank

I got so much in the bank

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Im focused on a bigger bank

Just hustling you understand

Lay low youll make bank roll

Let's put it on cruise control

Taking money out the piggy bank

With such an ugly picture in it and