Big Raccs - G Perico, Sonny Digital

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