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yeat - tonka lyrics

[chorus]
b+tch i’m off that x, i’m outer sp+ce
8am i took another one, can’t feel my face
can’t be in the stu’ with no thotties, can’t be in the stu’ with no jakes
money acrobat, i flip it twenty ways
i think i heard my time was tickin, i got like thirty days
told my momma i’m ready, i’m straight
in a whip, if it ain’t tinted i can’t race
where i make these hits and make this money, keep up the pace
swervin’, dodgin’, oppers, coppers
pull up in this matte black chopper, helicopter
i just called iayze and said we flyin’, private
free my twizzy, you for life, yeah my twizzy, my twin

[verse]
i called him, wе go crazy like it’s 6am
i tried to quit them pеrcs, i’m craving, they tried to do me bad
every song i got a new flow, they can’t even sing that sh+t
your bro made a hundred songs, they all sound same as sh+t
bonkers, yeah bonkers
i was in that widebody, that tonka truck, tonkers
candy or the white, they not as rich as us
pulled up in that kitted up lil’ bentley truck
i be so d+mn paranoid, don’t need nun’ next to me
it’s 8am, i’m making this hit, that sh+t a recipe
and i told my b+tch i feel her, but i can barely see a thing
and i told my b+tch i see her, but i can barely see
i f+ck with lil’ yeat, girl i hit like every week
i ain’t caught no sleep in days, i ain’t had a break
i could ship you za’, i can get you lows or i could ship with shake
i’m high in the stu’, i ain’t slept so this a waking hit
take these percs they blue like sonic, audemar with the baguettes on it
take this ecstasy so i really had to spazz on ‘em
[?] put your bless on it
i don’t play no more, i’m not big play no games
yeah
i can’t make this up
[chorus]
b+tch i’m off that x, i’m outer sp+ce
8am i took another one, can’t feel my face
can’t be in the stu’ with no thotties, can’t be in the stu’ with no jakes
money acrobat, i flip it twenty ways
i think i heard my time was tickin, i got like thirty days
told my momma i’m ready, i’m straight
in a whip, if it ain’t tinted i can’t race
where i make these hits and make this money, keep up the pace
swervin’, dodgin’, oppers, coppers
pull up in this matte black chopper, helicopter
i just called iayze and said we flyin’, private
free my twizzy, you for life, yeah my twizzy, my twin

- yeat lyrics

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