Don Toliver and Yeat slide into the same hazy frequency on “Rendezvous,” a late-night trap cut that feels like a private after-hours session where words aren’t needed—just vibes, diamonds, and unspoken intent. Yeat sets the tone with his off-kilter, wavy energy, while Toliver’s syrupy hook pulls everything into smooth, seductive orbit. Taken from Don Toliver’s new album OCTANE, the track is pure mood music for the high and horny, blending psychedelic flex with effortless chemistry that makes every listen feel like eavesdropping on something exclusive.
| Lead Vocals | Don Toliver & Yeat |
| Songwriter | 206Derek, Bangs (Producer), BBYKOBE, Don Toliver, Rio Leyva & Yeat |
| Music Producer | 206Derek, Bangs (Producer), BBYKOBE, Rio Leyva & Don Toliver |
| Label | Cactus Jack Records, Atlantic Records & Donnway & Co. |
| Release Date | January 30, 2026 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | Cactus Jack Records, Donnway & Co. & Atlantic Records |
| Distributor | Warner Music Group |
| Phonographic Copyright ℗ | Donnway & Co. & Atlantic Records |
Lyrics of Rendezvous by Don Toliver
[Refrain: Yeat]
‘Kay, I Walked In, Gun On Safety
When She See It, She Say, “Save Me” (How?)
Lil’ Mama In The Club Gettin’ Crazy (Huh)
And She Always Weird, I Call Her Wavy
[Chorus: Yeat]
Diamonds On My Head, Diamonds On My Shoes (Shoes)
I Don’t Want Your Friend, Girl, I Wanted You (You, Ooh, Ooh)
I Don’t Play Pretend, Bitch, We Really Do (Yeah, Yeah)
Fuckin’ On This Bitch And I Got Her Screwed (Woah, Woo, Woo)
Got This Bitch Sick Like She Got The Flu, Oh
I’ma Fuck This Bitch, I Fuck Her Off The Shrooms (Yeah), Woah
Yeah, I Might Be Greedy ’cause I Wanted Two (Oy)
We Don’t Need To Say It, We Just Read The Room, Oh
[Post-Chorus: Don Toliver]
Diamonds On My Head, Diamonds On My Shoe
Take You Back To School, Baby, What It Do, Ooh
Everything Cool, Everything Cool (Ah)
I Just Wanna Move If You Down To Mo-ove
Show Me What It Do, Baby, What It Do?
Diamonds On My Head, Diamonds On My Sho-oe
Everything Cool At The Rendezvous (Ooh)
[Bridge: Don Toliver]
Let’s Wait Here And Read The Room
Let’s Wait Here And Read The Room
[Chorus: Yeat]
Diamonds On My Head, Diamonds On My Shoes (Shoes)
I Don’t Want Your Friend, Girl, I Wanted You
I Don’t Play Pretend, Bitch, We Really Do (Yeah, Yeah)
Fuckin’ On This Bitch And I Got Her Screwed (Woah, Woo, Woo)
Got This Bitch Sick Like She Got The Flu, Oh
I’ma Fuck This Bitch, I Fuck Her Off The Shrooms (Yeah), Woah
Yeah, I Might Be Greedy ’cause I Wanted Two (Oy)
We Don’t Need To Say It, We Just Read The Room, Oh
[Post-Chorus: Don Toliver]
Diamonds On My Head, Diamonds On My Shoe
Take You Back To School, Baby, What It Do, Ooh
Everything Cool, Everything Cool
I Just Wanna Move If You Down To Mo-ove
Show Me What It Do, Baby, What It Do?
Diamonds On My Head, Diamonds On My Sho-oe
Everything Cool At The Rendezvous (Ooh)
[Refrain: Don Toliver]
Okay, I Walked In, Gun On Safety (Safety)
When She See Me, She Say, “Save Me”
Oh, Lil’ Mama In The Club Gettin’ Crazy (Uh)
And She Always Weird, I Call Her Wavy (Uh)
[Outro: Don Toliver]
I Call Her Wavy
I Call Her Wa-ave, Crazy
About “Rendezvous by Don Toliver”
Don Toliver and Yeat lock in on “Rendezvous,” turning quiet tension into high-octane lust—diamonds flashing, shrooms kicking, and the room speaking louder than any conversation.
Built on a lean, atmospheric trap foundation, “Rendezvous” rides muted synths, punchy 808s, and subtle percussion that give both artists space to float. The production—handled by 206Derek, Bangs, BBYKOBE, Rio Leyva, and Don Toliver himself—keeps it hypnotic rather than explosive, perfectly matching the song’s theme of reading the room and letting instinct take over. It’s luxury trap with a psychedelic edge: references to safety-off confidence, flu-sick pleasure, and greedy desires all wrapped in that signature auto-tuned haze.
As a standout moment on OCTANE, “Rendezvous” showcases Don Toliver’s knack for curating next-level collaborations while staying in his lane of opulent, hedonistic vibes. The album itself channels high-speed indulgence and nocturnal excess, with this Yeat feature adding a jolt of rage-adjacent weirdness that elevates the whole project. Streaming everywhere now, the track has quickly become a fan favorite for its replayable chemistry and understated menace.
For Don Toliver, still riding the wave of Cactus Jack momentum and solo successes like Love Sick and Hardstone Psycho, teaming with Yeat feels like a natural power move—bridging melodic trap royalty with the new generation’s chaotic energy. Yeat, fresh off his own cult dominance, brings that unpredictable sparkle, proving why he’s one of the most sought-after voices in the game. Together, they make “Rendezvous” a defining cut in both discographies: effortless, addictive, and built for the aux in the whip at 3 AM.
What lingers is the track’s quiet confidence—no over-explaining, just two artists trusting the beat and the mood to carry the message. In a crowded lane of flex-heavy anthems, “Rendezvous” stands out for feeling intimate instead of performative, a rare collab that actually sounds like both sides showed up inspired.
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