This is a song about "Matthew banks"

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

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

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

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

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Im out here trying to fill up banks like uncle phil

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

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

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

The river of death has brimmed his banks

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

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that