Large Amounts (Remix) [feat. Young Adz & Abra Cadabra]

Ouch, come fuck with us we the realest in the south
Cross the line and Ricky go tape up your house
All that cocaine on the table like a mountain
I need that money so high that I cannot count
Ask them nitties and they'll tell you word of mouth
It's no secret, yeah we really been about
I got her wet, she squirting squirting like a fountain
Call me LA, yeah you know that's large amounts

I was trapping in the bando for some new kicks
I remember Faisal telling me he needs some new whips
Now they got my brother in the jailhouse for some bullshit
He don't even know when I'm bout to release a new vid
I don't know, I don't know
With all these million views, why?
Of course we still whipping up dough
This the life we living bro, I put my soul in it
I told my bro don't put your loud on them scales, it's got coke on it

Lord I beg you clean my soul
I seen them take 'nough of my bros
It don't even hurt no more
It keeps happening and happening again, it's so sore, that's on sore
Lord I beg you clean my soul
I seen them take 'nough of my bros
It don't even hurt no more
It keeps happening and happening again, it's so sore, that's on sore

Ouch, come fuck with us we the realest in the south
Across the like and Ricky go tape up your house
All that cocaine on the table like a mountain
I need that money so high that I cannot count
Ask them nitties and they'll tell you word of mouth
It's no secret, yeah we really been about
I got her wet, she squirting squirting like a fountain
Call me LA, yeah you know that's large amounts

I remember times when I had pebbles in my mouth
In and out of bandos, coco loco all around
So much man I robbed when I was juggin' up in OT
Now they wanna kill me, I heard that's the word of south
On the block the po-po tryna lock up all the bros
TD in the jailhouse, he don't know when he'll be home
Bagel, Frog and Bread and Blitz and Dez are repping shows
I'm lighting up a lemon, I'ma take it to the dome
I'm having mean thoughts, I'm having mean thoughts
About the roads, why's it gotta be so fucked?
Gotta keep my rambo tucked
Cuh I got some petty beef with punks
I pray to God that the .45 jams when it aims at any of my bros
Cuh that's what
All of them will fall, all of them will fall

Ouch, come fuck with us we the realest in the south
Cross the line and Ricky go tape up your house
All that cocaine on the table like a mountain
I need that money so high that I cannot count
Ask them nitties and they'll tell you word of mouth
It's no secret, yeah we really been about
I got her wet, she squirting squirting like a fountain
Call me LA, yeah you know that's large amounts