This is a song about "Receipt bank"

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tony

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

Your parents wanted to get rid of you with a gift receipt,

Taking money out the piggy bank

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

Whatever it takes to live and stand

Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

In a convoy to the bank

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

Yeah i speak defeat and that's on repeat beneath what you so call a receipt