This is a song about "Sasha banks"

You heard banks was crackin skulls

As she goes through the levels

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

The river of death has brimmed his banks

States the fate of an artist bent on brooklyn banks/

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Im out here trying to fill up banks like uncle phil

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

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

I'm gettin discouraged with her

And on the banks of this river