2 Chainz Featuring Drake – Big Amount Lyrics

(Intro – 2 Chainz)
I’ma tell you, I’ma tell you this right now
If you, if you woke up this morning, ni**a you winning for real

(Verse 1 – 2 Chainz)
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 ni**as
I got my reasons, you wanna please me
Send me the pu**y, not pictures
Met her this week and f**ked her this evening
She turn to freak on the liquor
Yeah, I am a boss on these bi**hes
Yeah, I pour some Voss on these bi**hes
Yeah, I have no thoughts on these bi**hes
Yeah, rock Double Cross on these bi**hes, yeah
Dearly departed, gather today
On some Prince sh*t
You know what they say
Me and my safe, got a friendship
Ten on me, thin weight, flip weight, getting paid
Getting laid
Bi**h made, took off sick days
6 trey, 64 bounce, bi**h, bounce
Hood ni**a, 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
Black out 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 ni**as acting too fishy

(Interlude – Drake)
F**k y’all ni**as on, man?
Duffle bag forever
Just left V Live
Atlanta could never die as long as Tit alive

(Verse 2 – Drake)
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 ni**a 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
Ni**as 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 Westing
Five stars, nothing less than
F**k ni**as on your payroll
And you let em know the safe code
And you knew him for a month though
But you call them ni**as 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
Ni**a, long live Bankroll
Skip the rainbow, funny style s**t
And it’s straight to the pot of gold
Somebody, everybody know
6 God with the god flow