Yeat – Big tonka (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) Lyrics

Big tonka

Yeat (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

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"Big tonka." - Yeat (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 10:49 am

Album: 2 Alivë (Geëk Pack)

Track No: 21

In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck
I'm finna pull up and crash, yeah
In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck
I'm finna pull up and crash, yeah
In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck
I'm finna pull up and crash, yeah
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
We light him up like it's cancer (Bye-bye)
Pull up, lil' buddy (Yeah)
We take them shoes off you, dummy (You dummy)
In the GLE, shit not a Lamb'
She eat me up just like a sandwich
You a joke, bitch, you funny
You ain't ever seen no bread like this (No, no money)
You ain't ever seen no racks like this (Like this)
Big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka
I pull out the lot
I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving
I do that a lot (Swerve)
She hop in that Tonka then head to the bank
Finna pull out all the cash that 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)
Fucking that bitch like that ho was my patient (Aye)
I be the doctor, no, I'm not a nurse (Aye)
I fuck that bitch, then I bought her a purse (Aye)
Yeah, get high as I like (Whoa)
I fuck on your 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 made 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' the Wock' with the red, aye (What?)
Cop pulled me over, sike, ****, I fled
Lead on my waist, yeah, I stay with that lead (Skrr)
Metallica, I put spikes in my head (Aye)
Whip up, Arm & Hammer, that's an arm and a leg
Ooh, he icy like sled (Aye)
Ooh, she ride my dick like a peg
Ooh, zombified, I'm already dead
They gon' put you on pause and my shit, they gon' play
Bitch, I'm a Beast Boy, my bitch like a Raven
**** talkin' that shit, split his tongue like an ace
Angela Simmons, I stay with that pastry (Oh, yeah)
I stood on that bean and now my pocket cakin' (Yeah)
I'm not a Mason, I move like I'm Mase
Cook up the work in the 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, yeah
In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck
I'm finna pull up and crash, yeah
In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck
I'm finna pull up and crash, yeah
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
We light him up like it's cancer (Bye-bye)
Pull up, lil' buddy (Yeah)
We take them shoes off you, dummy (You dummy)
In the GLE, shit not a Lamb'
She eat me up just like a sandwich
You a joke, bitch, you funny
You ain't ever seen no bread like this (No, no way)
You ain't ever seen no racks like this (Like this)
Big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka
I pull out the lot
I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving
I do that a lot (Swerve)
She hop in that Tonka then head to the bank
Finna pull out all the cash that I got (A lot)
I ain't fucking with nobody, bitch, I'ma geek up
Get high, get high as I like

Writer(s): Noah Smith, Brandon Veal, Isaiah J Woodworth-Lies, Leon Balint & Symere Woods.

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