This is a song about "Gully banks"

The river of death has brimmed his banks

Know it good when she go no hands

Banks fail and get billion-dollar bail-outs, it's sad to call it,

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

Decides everything, the wall street banks, no they're loving it,

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

Cause you must have known, i can't trust the phones

Would be pleasant if the banks didn't fuck my loans

Like im a male nurse, check my purse, you know i got big banks,

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

You heard banks was crackin skulls

We race foreign cars, custom models

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore