This is a song about "Gabby teller"

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Need some money?break the bank

Listen to every word that i slur

If you want beef let your lyrics be the talker

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

I’m coming back like light-skin and

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

But let you know i step to plate / straight out the gate

Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Bringing them home and across my plate

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

'cause i don't have typical shit on my dinner plate

For the one night stand

In a convoy to the bank