Tory Lanez, Rich The Kid, VV$ Ken – Boink Boink (Official Lyrics)

“Boink Boink ” is a song by American rappers Tory Lanez, Rich The Kid, and VV$ Ken . It was released on December 22, 2020, by Create Music Group, Inc. (on behalf of One Umbrella Records); Create Music Publishing.

LYRICS:

(Let’s go Mario)

Tory:
Soon as I beat again, I get offended, I get to makin’ a face
Lambo, new drop, Rari outside, uh, uh, I put the Wraith on a break
Just got brand new keys (Vroom), uh, makin’ my way on a Jake
F*ck boy talkin’ that tough shit, talkin’ that f*ck shit that he won’t say to my face
Put a lil’ twist in the Fanta
White b*tch suckin’ my d*ck in Atlanta
Did it so good I had to go get the camera
Ain’t no MC but she gon’ get this hammer
She won’t get nothin’ from me, I ain’t Santa
Hannah Montana
I get that coochie a Gucci bandana
Took it right back like Shaq, I knew that coochie was slammin’, uh
All red jacket like Thriller
Feelin’ like uh, hit me (Oh)
All the jack boys can’t stand ’em
Ask no questions, I ain’t doin’ no panel
I just walk out thе mall with the bands
I just don’t need to call out, I’m tag
I’m just calling up (Oh) so she can come witnеss the check when I sign and say, “Ah”
I heard you playin’ to f*ck her
If I pull up, I promise she f*ckin’ for free
I’m finna f*ck her then duck her, then send her back to you
‘Cause niggas ain’t f*ckin’ with me
I might just f*ck her and dip
Uh, I got the stacks and they tucked to the tee
Shawty be touchin’ on me
Ridin’ and climbin’, and suckin’ and touchin’ on D
I just got D and no love for a freak
She got a fee but I ain’t payin’ no fee
I come to f*ck and she spray it on me
B*tch don’t be playin’ no games with me, woo

Keep this shit a stack, get my money, make it swiftly (Swift)
Twenty thousand, thirty thousand f*ck it, make it fifty (Make it fifty)
Niggas talkin’ down, they just hate me ’cause I’m jiggy (Uh-uh)
Walk inside the club throwin’ money, like a frisbee
Keep this shit a stack, get my money, make it swiftly (Swift)
Twenty thousand, thirty thousand f*ck it, make it fifty (Make it fifty)
Niggas talkin’ down, they just hate me ’cause I’m jiggy (Uh-uh)
Walk inside the club throwin’ money, like a frisbee (Frisbee)

VV$ Ken:
Gucci down, rockin’ my denim
Baby keep suckin’, she pullin’ my venom
I’m ’bout to bust it (Bah), after I’m nuttin’, don’t touch it
.40 on me, I’ma pipe, I don’t clutch it (Grrr, grrr)
Shawty ain’t f*ckin’ then f*ck it, I know her man drive a bucket
I’m sendin’ shots, better duck it, I know you f*ck niggas puppets
Seen me pull up I’ma up it
See me pull off I done did it (Damn)
Moncler coat came fitted (Phew)
Thought I was lackin’, that f*ck boy shitted
You know I’m packin’, lil’ hoe, I’m with it
Ten on fleek, too turnt up, I’m geeked
Poppin’, ain’t comin’ out weak
I just been shoppin’, ain’t comin’ out cheap
Blue hunnids droppin’, they comin’ out neat
Shawty a freak (Yeah), right once she suck it, I peep
He better hide when I see
He better slide when I’m geeked (Grr, grr, grr)
I know her p*ssy get wet when I motherf*ckin’ speak
Scammin’ all week, runnin’ shit, brand new cleats
Pretty b*tch, brand new minks
New crib, brand new sinks
That hoe was ugly, I found me a brand new link

Rich The Kid:
I’ma just bust in her face
Red bottoms, them don’t come with no lace (Red bottom)
Kill the p*ssy, b*tch I’m beatin’ the case
Quarter milli’, took it right out the safe
Soon as I pull out, the Lambo swervin’ (Swervin’)
Ten b*tches stuff ’em in a suburban
F*ckin’ in her rib, I know that for certain
Bought the Rolls truck and then I added the curtains (Skrr)
I’ma buy brand new link (Link)
Dirty Sprite, I keep the cup on pink (On pink)
She was bad, she got a brand new mink (Mink)
My wrist on water like a brand new sink (Water, water, water, water)
Lamborghini on suicide
Hollywood, I’m gettin’ top while I drive (While I drive)
Chopper on me, know I’m keepin’ the fire
Hunnid racks on me, why would I lie? (Rich)

Tory:
Keep this shit a stack, get my money, make it swiftly (Swift)
Twenty thousand, thirty thousand f*ck it, make it fifty (Make it fifty)
Niggas talkin’ down, they just hate me ’cause I’m jiggy (Uh-uh)
Walk inside the club throwin’ money, like a frisbee
Keep this shit a stack, get my money, make it swiftly (Swift)
Twenty thousand, thirty thousand f*ck it, make it fifty (Make it fifty)
Niggas talkin’ down, they just hate me ’cause I’m jiggy (Uh-uh)
Walk inside the club throwin’ money, like a frisbee (Frisbee)