This is a song about "Going to the bank"

In a convoy to the bank

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Smoke more junk while the junkies laugh

Money in the bank gotta have

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

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

What's going to happen to the eyebrows?

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind

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

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Well here's how to keep the flow going

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

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

I'm laughin' to the bank my girl's halle berry

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see