This is a song about "Robbing"

N i'm robbing timers wholly now no obstruction

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

And they're robbing our money for tax

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

Robbing national treasury

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

So robbing for objects of opulence ain't worth the consequence,

So robbing for objects of opulence ain't worth the consequence,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

I don't hear no talking, we just hear them barking

Feeling it? my plan's to do career robbing.

Ironic shenanigans, you the merry men i'm robbing/robin you

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due