This is a song about "12 grams"

No more cutting grams, and wrapping grands up in rubberbands, i'm a

How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

And my d is 12 inches and it goes really deep

1 blunt to roll 2 grams to put in it

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

This where the haters is, this why they hate us here

Grams on the deal i got hands on the wheel,

After 12, i'm worse that a gremlin

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

12 people per jury, ain't no mistakin'

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

We all know 12 is where its at

Simply out of this world by choice

You don't mess with 12, my boys