Ten grams Got a fuckin bottle Of the brisk man Playing grand theft Auto in a tour van Couple more months I'm blowing the fuck up The cannabis robust They hopping on my nuts They put me in handcuffs And tell me to give up You never going to be rich You never going to be shit I tell em suck on a dick Niggas better pray, wait Niggas be talking a lot And it's pissing me off Tell em I don't Wanna smell em Then I dead em Then I show em That I fight I was in tekken Then I might Shoot you With A fuckin quirk Like all might I turn my foes to my hoe Comatose when I flow And I coma get top And my project the plot It's the talk of the mosh Don't you pin me against me I'd probably get washed Don't compare me to pac Rest in peace will he knot Like the wedding between Me and me taking shots I'm at ease with a glock In all black call me brock In the dirt like a pig You be shittin on shit I'm in midst of a beef that Don't really mean shit Am I pissed no I'm not I'm just having my fun facing Gas to myself just about Ten grams Got a fuckin bottle Of the brisk man Playing grand theft Auto in a tour van Couple more months I'm blowing the fuck up The cannabis robust They hopping on my nuts They put me in handcuffs And tell me to give up You never going to be rich You never going to be shit I tell them suck on a dick