101Grams

BONES

Walkin' out the backdoor, there he go

Get somethin' for the night, gotta lay low

Youngin' whippin' and he givin' out halos

(Brrt, stick up, ha, ha-ha, stick up)

Hundred and one grams in the grabba leaf

Had to lie to ya, that should get 'em mad at me

Money never changed me, I just bought a motor

Vector on my waist, he went up and got his ass smoked

(Brrt, stick up, ha, ha-ha, stick up)

I know when you lie, it's makin' it worse

Came from the mud, hold my chain in the dirt

Last couple months, I put diamonds on everything

Talk about life when they never say anything

(Brrt, stick up, ha, ha-ha, stick up)