This is a song about "Amount"

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Our history that they stole, africa

Even if the amount of money is so small

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

That you need to set a curfew to the amount of bullshit beefs you fuse.

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

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

But i told them every single day that i'd amount to something

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

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

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

I’m an animal my video on discovery channel

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

I hope to live in a big house with a huge amount of space/

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face