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PERFORMING ARTISTS
G Perico
G Perico
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Nash
Jeremy Nash
Composer
Sonny Corey Uwaezuoke
Sonny Corey Uwaezuoke
Composer
Brandon Whitfield
Brandon Whitfield
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sonny Digital
Sonny Digital
Producer
B Wheezy
B Wheezy
Producer

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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
Writer(s): Sonny Corey Uwaezuoke, Brandon Michael Whitfield, Jeremy Nash Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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