This is a song about "Rob amici"

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

I see a problem with the people, they let government rob em

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

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

On here she met rob, he seemed like a good guy

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Rob, he's be telling me good things about you"

Quick fast in and out we rob the servo cashier

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

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

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

Amazing and fire blazing ill rob your retirement savings

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks