This is a song about "Amount"

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Better hope you can handle the amount of beef in ten cattle

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Frown and a gun lit is all she could amount to confront with

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

But no amount could amount to a rap that could damage me

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

All you want is a good amount of dough, and to shoot a bitch/

I drive that all around

Tryin have a big amount

Lyrics slur from my mouth, fuckas watch closely as it occurs with a limited amount

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round