This is a song about "Td bank"

Like the times my bank starts texting me

I reel them in, goadomes on see

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

I just want 7 figures in my bank

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

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

Taking money out the piggy bank

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Wait, i also in engraved td to his casket!!!!

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

At the bank of braavos is where i'm hunting funding

Let's take another trip, different continents we touching

Out luck, rusted clutch, td has put you in a crutch.

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message