This is a song about "Weigh me a gram"

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

Call me what you want call me a cheater, call me mock

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

There's a mercenary in me, there's a mercenary about me

Every street know me, isn't a street don't know me

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

Skipping to conclusions and forgetting to weigh consequences,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

Beat her ass on the weigh in, bitch already dead

Don't ever phone, i'll put you on hold like i fucking strapped a gram,

It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn