This is a song about "Tyra banks"

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

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

I get more from banks than aunt vivian

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

And on the banks of this river

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Would be pleasant if the banks didn't fuck my loans

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

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

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

Decides everything, the wall street banks, no they're loving it,

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Im out here trying to fill up banks like uncle phil