This is a song about "Rob a bank"

In a convoy to the bank

If you ever feel alone and

Rob a bank, i'd drive for my motherfuckin' nigga

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

They say that i never cease to amaze

You could leave the bank without a damn trace

Like a small garage in your backyard

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Big rob whaddya think nocturnal means

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

It gets me madder than a mob, it gets me thinkin' i'd rather rob

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

Cause i can't believe i lost my virginity to you

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

Cause i got the burner in the hand

Im focused on a bigger bank