This is a song about "Sabrina hood"

I'm not black and i wasn't raised in a hood

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

Look, we gone have some fun tonight

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

They just wanna dance

Trapping with the hood rats

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

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

I send my niggas through your hood

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Real nigga shit. hood nigga section.

Catch you up on places i've been

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look