This is a song about "Lloyad banks"

You heard banks was crackin skulls

I don’t be stressed like relaxed muscles

I get more from banks than aunt vivian

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

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

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

Just to let you know, you are

And on the banks of this river

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

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

We getting money, you can face the facts

States the fate of an artist bent on brooklyn banks/

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

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