This is a song about "Rob the bank"

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Escaped through the kitchen bank, dipped it down the interstate

In a convoy to the bank

That we can't forget the past

I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Money's on my mind, break the bank, now the clothes and hoes,

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

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

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

The man just laughs and says "there was no rob"

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

I see a problem with the people, they let government rob em

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

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

For 5 grand, with intentions to expand