This is a song about "Fat rob"

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

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Big rob whaddya think nocturnal means

I said believe in your dreams

Going to meet rob, and tryin' to act cool

I don't kiss and tell, that's so middle school

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Than i rob you and smoke all your herb

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore