This is a song about "Bank teller"

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

Yelling "yo look at my money, i got stacks in the bank!"

No disrespect, you can't respect yourself then just get out

Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account

In a convoy to the bank

And bijies like im out and

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

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Women at my pole

Lay low youll make bank roll

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

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Money in the bank gotta have

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass