PA cc talk

I don't really got to say much

I let my pacc talk

I don't really got to talk much

That's what these racks for

I get fly for the studio
I get fly for the airport
I get fly everywhere I go oh oh
30 bottles up in
In the club rollin' airplanes
You gettin' money you already know (Oh Oh)
So much Cris you would think we buy it wholesale

And my crib so big look like a hotel

When we leave here we smokin' out the hotel

When we leave ain't no tellin' who pay the whole bill
Cause we all gettin' money uh

I don't really got to say much
I let my pacc talk

I don't really got to talk much

That's what these racks for

I'm a broke nigga's nightmare broke hoes sight stare
And a walking bank roll as long as the dank rolled
It's gon' be hard to hear you niggas
Louis frames so I don't have to see you niggas
Me and the Taylor Gang floatin' on a private plane
Bad bitch gimme brain hide behind this tinted thing
Money bag kush cologne niggas wonder why we on
All about the benjy's nigga Puffy Combs
I can make an actress do backflips on a mattress
I can make a sack do a back flip on Saks Fifth
Get trippy with a star it'll get you far
Turnt up in the club TMZ outside my car

I don' t really got to say much

I let my pacc talk

I don't really got to talk much

That's what these racks for

Catch me at the spot with mo'
Dope cookies kush kilos and mollys

Smelling like money what a elegant fragrance
This watch I goton is a hell of a statement
Check the clock you know the time
Girl f**k your body I want you mind
In need of getting this money nigga been spending this money

And partying then you should probably die

I don't really got to say much

I let my pacc talk

I don't really got to talk much

That's what these racks for