Big tonka (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

(In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck)
I'm finna pull up and crash out
(In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck)
I'm finna pull up and crash out
(In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck)
I'm finna pull up and crash out
(In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck)
I got, I got cash, yeah

Bitch, I don't live on the ground (yeah)
Yeah, I got big body Lamb' truck
Your bitch got my dick in her mouth
You a pussy boy, go get your bands up (bands, yeah)
I went and signed for a lot
I already said that my money do dances
Smoking that dummy (phew)
We light him up like it's cancer (bye-bye)

Pull up big body (yeah)
We take them shoes off you dummy (you dummy, shit)
In the GLE, shit not a Lamb' (ugh, yeah)
She eat me up just like a sandwich (yeah)
You a joke, bitch, you funny
You ain't ever seen no bread like this
No, no way, you ain't ever seen no ring like this (like this)
Big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka

I pull out the lot (swerving)
I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving
I do that a lot (swerve)
Said hop in the Tonka then head to the bank
Finna pull out all the cash I got (a lot)
I ain't fucking with nobody, bitch, I'ma geek up
Get high, get high as I like (bih', bih', bih', bih')

Yeah (fuck it), get high as I like (whoa)
Fuck this probation, I don't got no patience (whoa)
Fuck on that bitch like that ho was my patient (ayy)
I be the doctor, no, I'm not a nurse (ayy)
I fucked that bitch and I bought her a purse (ayy)
Yeah (ayy), get high I like (whoa, what? Ayy)
I fucked on his bitch, the kind that I like (what?)
Yeah, I play with her pussy, her mouth, I'ma bite (Lil Uzi)
Yeah, Percocet slo-mo
It make my bitch fuck on a dyke, yeah (made her fuck on her a dyke)

Oh, that's what you like, uh, when I'm not around? Yeah
Eatin' on pussy, yeah, when I'm out of town, yeah
I do condone it, long as I get the diploma, head (yeah)
Lean look black, mixin' up Wock' with the red, ayy (what?)
Cop pulled me over, sike, nigga, I fled

Lead on my waist, yeah, I stay with that lead (skrr)
Metallica, I put spikes in my head (ayy, yeah)
Whip up, Arm & Hammer, that's an arm and a leg
Ooh, he icy like sled (ayy)
Ooh, she ride my dick like a peg (oh)
Ooh, zombified, I'm already dead (huh?)
They gon' put you on pause and my shit they gon' play
Bitch, I'm a Beast Boy, my bitch like a Raven (yeah)

Nigga talkin' that shit, split his tongue like a ace
Angela Simmons, I stay with that pastry (oh, yeah)
I stayed on that beany, now my pockets cakey (yeah)
I'm not a mason, I move like I'm Ma$e (yeah)
Cook up the work, in a oven, I bake it (cook it)
Bitch, I'm so high, I don't think I'm gon' make it, ha (I'm so high)
Got that ski on my eyes, but I still see she naked
See, holes through this mask like my name really Jason (Jason)

(In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck)
I'm finna pull up and crash out
(In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck)
I'm finna pull up and crash out
(In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck)
I'm finna pull up and crash out
(In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck)
I got, I got cash, yeah

Bitch, I don't live on the ground (yeah)
Yeah, I got big body Lamb' truck
Your bitch got my dick in her mouth
You a pussy boy, go get your bands up (bands)
I went and signed for a lot
I already said that my money do dances
Smoking that dummy (phew)
We light him up like it's cancer (bye-bye)

Pull up big body (yeah)
We take them shoes off you dummy (you dummy)
In the GLE, shit not a Lamb' (ugh)
She eat me up just like a sandwich
You a joke, bitch, you funny (ha-ha, ha)
You ain't ever seen no bread like this
No, no way, you ain't ever seen no ring like this (like this)
Big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka

I pull out the lot (swerving)
I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving
I do that a lot (swerve)
Said hop in the Tonka then head to the bank
Finna pull out all the cash I got (a lot)
I ain't fucking with nobody, bitch, I'ma geek up
Get high, get high as I like



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Writer(s): Divjot Abhol, Yeat
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