This is a song about "Big bank"

And bijies like im out and

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

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

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

And of course, my car's off course

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

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

I just want 7 figures in my bank

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Getting bank and that is literal

Inhale my color purple

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

I eat big. i dream big. i need big