This is a song about "Amount"

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

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

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

Can't forget the amount of words, flipping heck it's just absurd

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

Even if the amount of money is so small

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Sippin' bitches what lemonade

Account the amount we are paid

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Rust from the amount that pile up, never to touch and filled with blood.