This is a song about "Rob hoes"

Big homie hov said i am close

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Young bloods really hate school but they study to rob

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Yo, big rob you ready?

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

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

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

The man just laughs and says "there was no rob"

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

In the garden guarding my hoes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those