This is a song about "Steal bank"

Yelling "yo look at my money, i got stacks in the bank!"

I understand i'm back by popular demand

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

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

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

He released some number 1s then started to steal

Anamorphic proposal like my lives the deal your good times imma steal

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

Her box what i wanted to steal

And still a nigga made it here

They could never understand

I got so much in the bank