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Yeat
Racks came in I was still in the Tonka Racks came in they can't fit in this Tonka Racks came in but I'm still in this Tonka Yeah, seven mil' on the table and I'm still sayin' Tonka (yeah) Luh crank, luh crank, luh crank Luh crank, luh crank, luh crank Luh wonky, luh wonky I boot it up Eat up the Perc' like a Tonky I'm fooded up (yeah) I'm off the side of the Benz you get smacked up, kid For talking about it like that Bitch say she love me She addicted to crack Bitch say she love me I don't love her back Yeah, some of my twizz is real deal crazy they getcha wacked I ain't tryna hear your music turn it off that shit some trash I touched me a mil' And I bought me a building Pull up to the show And I'm breakin' the ceiling (turn up) Yeah, f*ck your girl, f*ck your world, f*ck your feelings Yeah, I make too much cheese I don't want no dealings (witcha) Yeah, I'm on the X tonight Yeah, I'm on the Perc tonight (okay) F*ck a crib I'm bouta hop on a jet and just live in the sky Yeah, I just be callin' my demons, I do what they say don't know why Heard it's a fountain of youth Told 'em to fill it with Wock' Yeah, Balenci' my shoe Yeah, told 'em to pull out the lot F*ck twelve, f*ck cops Big bag, lil' Glock They tryna f*ck with the squad They tryna f*ck with the God I don't know who they is I don't know who they are Yeah, I been outside in the Lamb' You don't even have you a car It's up and it's stuck like some jam Nothin' can tear me apart All of you rappers be soundin' the same Bitch, I couldn't even tell you apart I just pulled up in a track Hunnid-forty watch it far Racks came in I was still in the Tonka Racks came in they can't fit in this Tonka Racks came in but I'm still in this Tonka Yeah, seven mil on the table and I'm still sayin' Tonka (yeah) Luh crank, luh crank, luh crank Luh crank, luh crank, luh crank Luh wonky, luh wonky, I boot it up The Perc like a Tonky I'm fooded up I'm off the side of the Benz you get smacked up, kid For talking about it like that Bitch say she love me She addicted to crack Bitch say she love me I don't love her back Yeah, some of my twizz is real deal crazy they getcha wacked I ain't tryna hear your music turn it off that shit some trash