Big Amount
(专辑: Pretty Girls Like Trap Music - 2017)
[2 Chainz:] I'ma tell you, I'ma tell you this right now If you, if you woke up this morning, nigga you winning for real (Buddah Bless this beat) I
got a
big amount, I
took a
different route I
am the
pick of the
litter I
was in juvy, they gave me community I
had to pick up some litter I
want it easy, please do not tease me I
wore my Yeezys to dinner This is the
season, I
got the
seasoning Don't make me sprinkle you niggas I
got my reasons, you wanna please me Send me the
pussy, not pictures Met her this week and fucked her this evening She turn a
freak on the
liquor Yeah, I
am a
boss on these bitches Yeah, I
pour some Voss on these bitches Yeah, I
have no thoughts on these bitches Yeah, rock double-cross on these bitches, yeah Dearly departed, gather today On some Prince shit You know what they say Me and my safe, got a
friendship Ten on me, thin weight, flip weight, getting paid Getting laid Bitch made, took off sick days 6
trey, 6-4 bounce, bitch, bounce Hood nigga, favorite spot was the
Waffle House Patty melt with the
hash browns Tryna avoid all the
pat-downs Tryna avoid all the
lame hoes Weirdos in the
background Blackout when I
back out Blow the
horn for a
pedestrian Shawty ride like an equestrian I
bought the
dress that she in Red bottoms in his and hers Got a
Rollie in his and hers Got a
car in his and hers Walk in the
zoo and say, "Pick a
fur" Last night was a
blur to me This morning I
got two with me I
don't know what to do with me Going ape like the
zoo with me Got a
tool with the
screw missing Two girls in the
pool kissing Everywhere I
go, the
rod with me 'Cause these niggas acting too fishy [Drake:] Fuck y'all niggas on, man? Duffle bag forever Just left V
Live Atlanta could never die as long as Tit alive Yeah Look, I
got a
big amount I
think I'm the
biggest out Got hits and I
ain't even put 'em out Lit and you can't even put it out Got the
Billboard melodies Rap is something I
do on the
side Crossed over to the
other side And I
didn't even have to die Got the
money and I
never show it Let a
nigga try to play heroic Michael Jackson talking to me in my dreams And he say, "You bad and you know it" Better shamone with my check then I'm a
J. Prince investment Niggas love to talk reckless Then see me like best friends Got the
sand-colored FN And I've never seen the
inside of a
Marriott or a
Westin Five stars, nothing less than Fuck niggas on your payroll And you let 'em know the
safe code And you knew him for a
month though But you call them niggas big bro You could move in the
Hidden Hills And we still don't live by the
same code I'm respected everywhere I
go Nigga, long live Bankroll Skip the
rainbow, funny style shit And it's straight to the
pot of gold Somebody, everybody know 6
God with the
god flow Yeah, yeah