This is a song about "Making bank"

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

Track 4.) break the bank (break the bank)

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

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

And my bank account look just like a phone card

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account

Like soap when i put my clothes on, i’m joking but i be foamed out

Still i'm mackin i'm rackin up a fuckin bank vault too

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

Bank on that shit dawg i'm stroking my knob.

I gotta know if it's real or not

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

My bank of america account got six figures

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tony