“Excavator” is a promotional single from American rapper, singer-songwriter Don Toliver‘s fifth studio album, Octane. ^[1]

The Official Music Video premiered January 30th 2026^[2], via Don Toliver’s official YouTube channel.^[3]

The track produced by: BNYX®, Jahaan Sweet, MONEY JEZU$, Jess Jackson, 206DEREK.^[4]

The song written by: Don Toliver, BNYX®, Jahaan Sweet, MONEY JEZU$, Jess Jackson, 206DEREK.^[4]

Song: #Excavator

Artist: #DonToliver

Album: #Octane

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Lyrics for “Excavator” ^[4]
Song by Don Toliver:

Chorus
I’m the type to go and bring her home to take her on vacation (Hoo)
I been certified my whole life, come check my registration (Certified)
Yeah, I’m drunk, but I ain’t drivin’, yes, and I know my destination
I got a stick in here and the drum in the background, please don’t estimate ’em
Man, this s*** gettin’ so damn heavy in the back, gotta pick it with an excavator (Woo)
Got that money goin’ way to the top floor, goin’ up on an escalator (Woo)
Shawty poppin’ shrooms in the back room, she gon’ need her a respirator
I will kick you out my house right now, I call her to detonate

Pre-Chorus
I been smashed and crashin’ up shows (Crashin’ up shows)
If you ain’t got a dollar amount, then you know I gotta go (I)
My tolerance kinda runnin’ high, but I’ll pop me some more (Pop me some more)
You can call my phone this late, or you can meet me at the show (Ah, ah)

Chorus
I’m the type to go and bring her home to take her on vacation (Type to go and—)
I been certified my whole life, come check my registration (Certified)
Yeah, I’m drunk, but I ain’t drivin’, yes, and I know my destination (Straight up)
I got a stick in here and the drum in the background, please don’t estimate ’em (Ah, ah)
Man, this s*** gettin’ so damn heavy in the back, gotta pick it with an excavator (Woo)
Got that money goin’ way to the top floor, goin’ up on an escalator
Shawty poppin’ shrooms in the back room, she gon’ need her a respirator
I will kick you out my house right now, I call her to detonate (Ah, ah)

Verse 1
Dirty lemonade, you are in the way
Hundred million plain, throw that in the grave
They want me in the cage (Yeah), fill that b**** with haze (Yeah)
Y’all was waitin’ on him (Yeah), yeah, I got the rage

Pre-Chorus
I been smashed and crashin’ up shows (Crashin’ up shows)
If you ain’t got a dollar amount, then you know I gotta go (I)
My tolerance kinda runnin’ high, but I’ll pop me some more (Pop me some more)
You can call my phone this late, or you can meet me at the show (Ah, ah)

Chorus
I’m the type to go and bring her home to take her on vacation (Hoo)
I been certified my whole life, come check my registration (Certified)
Yeah, I’m drunk, but I ain’t drivin’, yes, and I know my destination
I got a stick in here and the drum in the background, please don’t estimate ’em (Woo)
Man, this s*** gettin’ so damn heavy in the back, gotta pick it with an excavator (Woo)
Got that money goin’ way to the top floor, goin’ up on an escalator (Woo)
Shawty poppin’ shrooms in the back room, she gon’ need her a respirator
I will kick her out my house right now, I call her to detonate (Detonate, detonate, detonate, detonate, detonate—)

Bridge
Man, this s*** gettin’ so damn heavy in the back, gotta pick it with an excavator
Got that money goin’ way to the top floor, goin’ up on an escalat—
Shawty-shawty poppin’ shrooms in the back room, she gon’ need her a respirator (Need her a—)
I will kick you out my house right now, I call her to detonate, call her to detonate
Verse 2
Wanna spend every ball in the mall, told you, “Baby, come wake me up” (Wake me up)
Before we even jumped out the bed, she gave me a lil’ head, went ate me up (Shawty-shawty)
Yeah (Yeah), bro got the fire, the dice game talk to me nice, I break it up (Break it up)
Yeah, throw all the ones in the air, told shawty, “Come here, come rake it up” (Shawty-shawty)
Yeah, I’m the type n**** come and put it in your face, lil’ n****, I’ll mace you up (Yeah)
Yeah, I’m really goin’ right now, I got the club goin’ up right now
Bought a brand-new Rolls truck in here
Ride that b**** like a buccaneer
Shawty goin’ up at the belvedere
Oh my God, I can’t see it clear (Oh my)
Oh, my God, it’s a jet lear (It’s a jet lear)
Oh my, what you did last year? (Last year)
Did you get it cleaned? n****s Pap smear
I seen it in the back of rear mirror
My diamonds here spinnin’ like a windmill
Ridin’ down my block and I’m watchin’ for the lil’ deers

Outro
(Yeah)

Writer(s): Don Toliver, BNYX®, Jahaan Sweet, MONEY JEZU$, Jess Jackson, 206DEREK

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