This is a song about "Break on the roof"

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

Gonna blow the roof off and make you proud

Now hey little mama

And i can see the roof. uhh.

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Track 4.) break the bank (break the bank)

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

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

My swag is to the roof

Its cold as shit in this booth

On this mic i turn satan, rappers fightin to break the horns

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

Sitting on the roof and yell fuck everything

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing