This is a song about "Robberies"

But in case of robberies, i gotta stay with the heat

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

I remember all the block parties, music, and the robberies,

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Wear them niggas faces as masks during robberies

Got dropped roadsters from botched robberies, niggas crouched over

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her