This is a song about "Ugly rob"

Yo, big rob you ready?

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Celebrate the very day that i get past

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

All these bitches ugly, call them girls up

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

A teen with ugly braces

It gets me madder than a mob, it gets me thinkin' i'd rather rob

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

Yo so ugly, that a zombie looked attractive

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Telling themselves they ugly

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

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not