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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 Gained seven mil on the table and I'm still sayin' Tonka 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 dat 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 a getcha wacked I ain't tryna hear your music turn it off that shit some trash I took me a mil And I bought me a building Pull up to the show And I'm breakin' the ceiling Fuck your girl, fuck your world, fuck your feelings Yeah, I make too much cheese I don't want no dealings (Witcha) Yeah I'm on the X tonight SongtexteYeah I'm on the Perc tonight (Okay) Fuck a crib I'm boutta 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 wok Yeah Balenci my shoe Yeah, told 'em to pull out the lot Fuck twelve, fuck cops Big bag, lil' Glock They tryna fuck with the squad They tryna fuck with the God I don't know who the hell they is I don't know who the hell you are Yeah, I been outside in the Lamb You don't even have ya a car It's up and its stuck like some jam Nothin' can take me apart All of you rappers be sounding 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 Gained seven mil on the table and I'm still sayin' Tonka 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 dat like 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 a getcha wacked I ain't tryna hear your music turn it off that shit some trash Aus Songtexte Mania