This is a song about "Bank"

So take the stage just show me what you got

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

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

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Trying hard to speak and

Need some money?break the bank

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

U lack the spice, black n' white like bank robbers be

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

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

Like the times my bank starts texting me

But make sure if they do see

I just want 7 figures in my bank

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tony

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see