Mack Ben Widdit - Bigger Amount Lyrics

Lyrics Bigger Amount - Mack Ben Widdit



Real trap nigga came up off the skizzell
Can't lend you nun all my shit for sizzell
Man I'm on fire like Denzel
Bitch ima starter yo boyfriend a bench player
Plus he a bitch player fuck how they feel and dat's forever
Get out yo feelins lil nigga do better
Boy I'm from Richmond not Memphis its level
No disrespect but they act like my shit don't exist
How could you miss
My whole city lit, from the houses to bricks
Sellin dat gas buss a pound to the nicks
Movin dat work by the ounces and vicks
I'm thinkin mo than I ever imagined
I know ima have it I gotta go get it
Fuckin this bitch and she think she baddest
Really she ratchet I like her titties
Niggas talk crazy I turn to John madden
Call up my savage I send da blitz
Since I came home mane dese niggas been pissed
Walk up wit da smile you know how a snake hiss
Went from a quarter ounce straight to a brick
I need a porterhouse steak wit my fish
I got the pointers all up in the chain
It got the baddest hoes all on my dick
Upin the right pocket might be a five
Up in the left pocket might be a ten
I see the scales when I'm whipping the work
The dope in the blender get mixed wit the fyn
I'm goin fed the only way is big
I'm off the meds Ez off the Jiggs
Bitch give me head make her eat the kids
Why all the real niggas doin bids
I'm tryna figure it out
I need a bigger amount
Sending that sack to my niggas they on
They got mo money than dese niggas home
I brought the bitches outside today
My name ain't biggie ain't findin faith
The way she suck dick ima sign her face
Gimme a year and I'm buyin a Raif
I need a scar or that new amg or the demon or hellcat
I'm tryna race
I hit the A and it's strictly bout business
Won't go to no bar ain't no time to play
If it's bout money got time today
Tell me why the law be all on niggas dick
I drop off the work and go pick up yo bitch
She hop in the whip and get straight to the spit
I'm on they ass ain't it
That shit happen fast ain't it 3-65 mane
I coulda bought me like 5 chains
I get you plugged into five lanes
Talkin legit business, you driving or house building
If you can dawg whisper
I get you plugged in to the raw nigga
Don't play wit dat gun I'm the wrong nigga
Get you hit when I pick up the phone nigga
And he did it off the muscle
Cause ima strong nigga
I might be the realest in it
This ain't no music bitch dis how I'm livin
Found me a plug and I ran up dem digits
Put on my cousins, brothers and my niggas
Got out the way I gave em all my switches
Just don't forget where you get this shit at
If you can't do it den give the shit back
I'll do it myself fo I let niggas slack
I'll do it myself fo I pay me a tab to get niggas whacked



Writer(s): Malcolm Coleman


Mack Ben Widdit - Bigger Amount - Single
Album Bigger Amount - Single
date of release
19-08-2022




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