Tonka

[Intro] Yeah, I don't know Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah (GOONTEX) [Chorus] Bitch, I'm on that X, I'm out in space Eight AM, I took another one, can't feel my face Can't be in the stu' with no thotties, yeah, can't be in the stu' with no Jakes My money acrobat, I flip it twenty ways The devil told me my time was ticking, I got like thirty days Tell that boy I'm up, on my mama, told me that was disgrace Pull up matte black, windows tinted, I can race Way I make these hits and make this money, keep up the pace Swerving, dodging, oppies, coppers Pulled up in this matte black, chopper hеlicopter I just called Izaya, I told him we flying privatе jets If you my twizzy, you for lifer, my twizzy, my twin [Verse] I go in, you go crazy, it's just like it's 6AM I tried to quit them Percs with Kratom but that ain't do me bad Every song I got a new flow, they can't even steal that shit Lil' boy made a hundred songs, they all sound same as shit Bonkers, yeah, bonkers I was in that widebody, that Tonka truck, Tonkers Can't even ask them why they not as fresh as us Pulled up in that kitted out lil' Bentley truck I be so damn paranoid, I don't need nothing next to me It's 8 AM, I'm making this hit, this shit a recipe Yeah, I told my bitch I feel her but I could barely feel a thing I told my bitch I see her but I could barely see I'm for real a geeker, l geek like every week I ain't caught no sleep in days, I ain't had a break I could ship you Za' and get you lows or I could ship you shake I'm high in the stu', I ain't go to sleep so this a wake and hit (I ain't even made it yet) Take these Percs, they blue like Sonic Audemars with the baguettes on it Take these Ecstasy so I don't really have to go and stress on it They say, "When you go up, just remember me," go put your bless on it I don't play no games no more, I'm not been playing no chess on it (GOONTEX) Yeah, I can't play no, yeah [Chorus] Bitch I'm on that X, I'm out in space Eight AM, I took another one, can't feel my face Can't be in the stu' with no thotties, yeah, can't be in the stu' with no Jakes My money acrobat, I flip it twenty ways The devil told me my time was ticking, I got like thirty days Tell that boy I'm up, on my mama, told me that was disgrace Pull up matte black, windows tinted, I can race Way I make these hits and make this money, keep up the pace Swerving, dodging, oppies, coppers Pulled up in this matte black, chopper helicopter I just called Izaya, I told him we flying private jets If you my twizzy, you for lifer, my twizzy, my twin [Outro] On this beat, I ain't even rapping, I just told you what I did this morning No, they ain't gon' ignore it I'm just rich