This is a song about "Bank teller"

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

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Taking money out the piggy bank

My bank of america account got six figures

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I could think of a couple positions for you

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

I got so much in the bank

Just hustling you understand

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

Money's on my mind, i think about just how i'll break the bank,

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Bank on that shit dawg i'm stroking my knob.