This is a song about "Making bank"

Rawest practice and making

But he don't rule a thing

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

50m's in the bank, i get me 200, i'm gone

The faker they shakin' my hand

In a convoy to the bank

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

Let's pretend he never dreamed how to break the bank,

With such an ugly picture in it and

Taking money out the piggy bank

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

Like the times my bank starts texting me

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

I just want 7 figures in my bank

Don't need to make bank and flaunt around a gold necklace...

That scary love, never get married love