Music Video

King tonka
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yeat
Yeat
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
Composer
Javier Mercado
Javier Mercado
Composer
Campbell Lyle Rolston-Clemmer
Campbell Lyle Rolston-Clemmer
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yeat
Yeat
Mixing Engineer
Synthetic
Synthetic
Producer
Spaceman
Spaceman
Producer

Lyrics

(Phew) (What you said?) (Who that?) It king Tonka (Err, err), it king Tonka (Err, err), it king T- (Ugh, ugh) 737, we get high and we crash (Phew) Pull up, and we geek all night (All night) Yeah, we could fly around, like the Bentley-truck-ing (Woo) Yeah, we could fly around, I'm geeked on the kush (On the, on the) You could tell me shit, but you don't tell me nothing I'm a number one rich ass junkie (No way) Boot up, when we boot up on the X like it's X games (Woo, woo) Boot up on the X, on the X game (No way) I be high, I'm geekin out my head, I'm on a heliplane And I don't know nobody at all (Nobody) We send him to Heaven, get 'em gone, I said (Send him) I been out my head all along (Phew) Uh, I don't pay attention, I don't need attention I just do the fuck, uh, what I want, when I want Yeah, we move on, we get, we get richer than ya We all livin' on these drugs Diamonds said, diamonds said, "We don't give a fuck" Diamonds said, "Diamonds on you, never show up" (Phew) (What you said?) (Who that?) It king Tonka (Err, err), it king Tonka (Err, err), it king T- (Ugh, ugh) 737, we get high and we crash (Phew) Pull up, and we geek all night (All night) Yeah, we could fly around, like the Bentley-truck-ing (Woo) Yeah, we could fly around, I'm geeked on the kush (On the, on the) You could tell me shit, but you don't tell me nothing I'm a number one rich ass junkie (No way) Boot up, when we boot up on the X like it's X games (Woo, woo) Boot up on the X, on the X game (No way) I be high, I'm geekin out my head, I'm on a heliplane And I don't know nobody at all (Nobody) We send him to Heaven, get 'em gone, I said (Send him) I been out my head all along (Phew) Uh, I don't pay attention, I don't need attention I just do the fuck, uh, what I want, when I want Yeah, we move on, we get, we get richer than ya We all livin' on these drugs Diamonds said, diamonds said, "We don't give a fuck" Diamonds said, "Diamonds on you, never show up"
Writer(s): Campbell Lyle Rolston-clemmer, Javier Mercado, Noah Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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