Let King Tonka Talk

作词 : Dylan Brady/Daniel Chetrit/Lucien Dunne/Noah Smith/Kylie Jenner

作曲 : Dylan Brady/Daniel Chetrit/Lucien Dunne/Noah Smith/Kylie Jenner

[Intro: Yeat]

Hold on

Yeah, let King Tonka talk

I just walked inside this club, I got two bitches and they grabbin' on me (Uh, King Tonka)

Yeah (Ah, ooh)

[Verse: Yeat, King Kylie]

I just walked inside this club, I got two bitches down there grabbin' on me

She be thinkin' that just 'cause we fuxk, this shit is matrimony (Fuxk)

When she find out that I fuxked her friend, she gon' be mad she knew me

I'm on demon time all day, I don't ever have the time to fuxkin' tell her

And she always give good head like she a fortune teller

And when I came all on her chest (Uh), it makes a brand-new sweater (Uh, CDG)

And she wan' come inside this world, slide in if I let her (Ah)

And I be smackin' on her ass when she leave the Sprinter

When we fuxkin', she be screamin' every vowel, she know every letter (Oh, woah)

I be higher than a god, lil' bitch, and look at me, I'm put together

Every time I pull up on these pussies (Ha), bitch, I change the weather

Brand new BBL, I thought this bitch was fuxkin' Kylie Jenner

Hold on, let King Kylie talk

I just walked inside this club and all these bitches, yeah, they grabbin' on me (Phew, oh, don't let her)

They could never (No)

Mm, get off of me (Ho)

Oh, this girl can't get off of me (She can't)

This money change the world, it got me overseas (Oh yeah)

Every time I touch this bitch, it's third degree, that's how I fuxk her (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)

Yeah, it's hard for us to be discreet (Shh)

I could fuxk you, yeah, right now in the middle of the street (Fuxk)

I be geekin' out my mind, but, bitch, it help me sleep, uh (Yeah)

I don't really have the time, lil' bitch, you know it's me (Uh), yeah

I don't wanna waste time with that lil' bitch

Wanna waste no time with that lil' bitch (Okay)

But she gon' pull up on me, yeah, mount it, climb all up on my dick (Mount it, yeah)

We got way too much of this money, bitch, this fluid got me sick

I flew this bitch out from Toronto, she sing Sopranos when I hit (Ah)

I might as well be a bartender, when she pull up, she gon' sip

I'm a nicotine fiend, she a hookah, and I rip (Uh)

We could let this shit go down right now, I shoot it from the hip (Bop)

We could pull up every city and we sinkin' every ship

I be talkin' so much shit, I might be the richest shit lil' kid (I am)

If she doin' her alone, and she be jumpin' up in that shit

Feel like a turtle, like a zombie, bitch, I'm fried up in this shit (Okay)

Slap my bitches, I'm gon' run my money up, then make her kiss (Uh)

You be talkin' 'bout this shit, you never live, it don't exist (You be lyin')

We can sit here, you be lyin', everybody notice it (They hidin')

And you can go talk shit online, I'm still the biggest in this bitch (You hide)

[Outro: Yeat & LUCID]

Ha, uh, the biggest (Phew)

Let King Tonka talk to you, and I did

Uh, we could pull up, it's okay

Bitch, I could do this all day

No playin' with me, don't play

Let King Tonka

Won't you let King Tonka talk?

Won't you let King Tonka talk?

Let King Tonka talk

Won't you let King Tonka?

Let King Tonka talk

Won't you let King Tonka?