This is a song about "Rob a bank"

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

Stirrin' a crock of shit like the rocks for the cops to rob 'em,

In a convoy to the bank

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Need some money?break the bank

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Big rob whaddya think nocturnal means

We all dream one day we kings and queens

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

I see more money than a bank tel-ler...

It tries to rob you and you wanna stab it with a knife

Dippers and pipers, it's sad shawty, but this is life

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

So i got you this present, go in my bank and take a million,

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

22 dollars in my pocket, and a hundred in the bank