By day, they was just three broke-ass single moms flippin' fries at McDonald's, fightin' to feed their babies and hold they sh*t together.

But by night?

They turned into straight demons — masked up, glocked up, and robbin' drug dealers blind.

Sanaa, Renae, and Jazzy weren't tryin' to be heroes. They wasn't out here playin' Robin Hood.
They was tired.
Hungry.
And done watchin' the hood drown while dealers got rich off pain.

What started as survival turned into a city-wide war. Betrayal. Blood. Body bags.
And when the smoke clears?

Not all three sisters make it out alive.

This ain't no fairy tale.

This is The Robbers Sisters — where loyalty gets tested, pssy starts wars, and the crown always comes soaked in blood.