Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Big Raccs, artist - G Perico. Date of issue: 22.08.2019
Song language: English
Big Raccs |
| Sonny Digital |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Bitch‚ you big cap‚ big cap‚ uh |
| I got big racks, big racks, uh |
| Only smoke them big packs‚ big packs, uh |
| You be smokin' mid pack, mid pack‚ uh, yeah |
| Big cap, you been that, uh |
| Talkin' big facts, big facts |
| I’m countin' big racks, big racks |
| Only talkin' big money, no chit-chat |
| I like big butts, I like big sluts (Big sluts) |
| I like new money, yeah, them blue bucks (Blue bucks) |
| I like duffle bags, only when they stuffed up (Only when they stuffed up) |
| Two hundred thousand ain’t enough, fill that up (Fill that up, bitch) |
| Broadway Gangsta, that’s the set that I’m from (Yeah, yeah) |
| Bitch, I’m Gucci, but I keep a lil' pump (Hey, hey) |
| Just to eliminate you hatin' ass chumps (Yeah, yeah) |
| And no cap, ayy, this ain’t what you want (You dig?) |
| Bitch, you big cap, big cap, uh |
| I got big racks, big racks, uh |
| Only smoke them big packs, big packs, uh |
| You be smokin' mid pack, mid pack, uh, yeah |
| Big cap, you been that, uh |
| Talkin' big facts, big facts |
| I’m countin' big racks, big racks |
| Only talkin' big money, no chit-chat |
| Big money, big racks (Big racks) |
| Big booty thots, AKA hoodrats (Hoodrat) |
| Big dick in her belly, slidin' in and out (Pull it out) |
| Big body Benz when I slide through town (Skrrt) |
| Don’t talk money if it ain’t got at least two commas (A hundred thou') |
| These niggas funny with these big old ass fake watches |
| Big blue rackies (Rackies), slim thick khakis (Khakis) |
| Fuck the chit-chat, I been passin', facts |
| Bitch, you big cap, big cap, uh |
| I got big racks, big racks, uh |
| Only smoke them big packs, big packs, uh |
| You be smokin' mid pack, mid pack, uh, yeah |
| Big cap, you been that, uh |
| Talkin' big facts, big facts |
| I’m countin' big racks, big racks |
| Only talkin' big money, no chit-chat |
| Yeah, man, it’s your player partner Pimpin' Silky around this motherfucker |
| Standin' tall like lightning, beat every indictment |
| In a bitch ear like an angry coach on the bench |
| Head like a ponytail 'round this motherfucker, man |
| I’ma have a bitch down like some gum on the ground around this motherfucker, man |
| You know, at a bitch though, really, really though |
| You know, standin' tall through it all, man |
| Fig', Sunset, Sepulveda (See about it) |
| You funky doghead bitch |
| Bitch, you big cap, big cap, uh |
| I got big racks, big racks, uh |
| Only smoke them big packs, big packs, uh |
| You be smokin' mid pack, mid pack, uh, yeah |
| Big cap, you been that, uh |
| Talkin' big facts, big facts |
| I’m countin' big racks, big racks |
| Only talkin' big money, no chit-chat |