This is a song about "Grams"

Ain't need no grams to enjoy my life

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

I roll with real gangs stole 'n steal grams make a bitch squeal

Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Look like james vanderbeek on eight grams of tweak,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Cookin up grams with arm & hammer supplyin scramblers in alabama

I bring the tension in bricks, your raised it up a couple grams,

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Two grams in the chamber sure to make a widow weep,

I can always go home and look down my street

The reason why they had to give me a deal

Grams on the deal i got hands on the wheel,

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

Grams on the deal i got hands on the wheel,