This is a song about "Big rob"

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

We rob bases if u snitch ill swing my bat at u

Big tits and a big ass

I can get straight to the cash

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

My suppressor on tight, and bitch im playing rob 'n' hood

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

When rob and dez was in the ball pit

All my nights i stayed up hopin a nigga don't rob

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

And constant doin' stick-ups, flip up, friends would rob grocery stores,

Rob a bank, i'd drive for my motherfuckin' nigga

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Rob tutors, book bags and yet still they call