This is a song about "Making bank"

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

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

You just turn your head, kneel down and then tie your tennis

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

I do the right thing

Rawest practice and making

Like the times my bank starts texting me

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

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

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong

Getting bank and that is literal

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Taking money out the piggy bank

Miami nights, made a couple grand

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

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot