This is a song about "Bank snb"

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

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

Im focused on a bigger bank

I'll get to em when i land

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

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Getting bank and that is literal

My bank of america account got six figures

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle

Money in the bank gotta have

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass