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Tic Tac Toe (feat. Kodak Black)

I did a Saks Fifth run (Yeah)

I did a bad bitch run, uh

I just bought a new AP (AP)

'Bout to get the bad bitch one (Yeah)

Nigga like the new Jay-Z (Woo)

Pockets on fat, Big Pun (Big bag)

I be goin' too crazy (Crazy)

Hit a famous ho, which one? Yeah

Ain't no stopping me

Talk on the 'net, don't apply to me

I can't be with these rap niggas

I know my dawgs gon' slide for me

All that talk, that's cap, nigga

Y'all be soundin' like cops to me

Layin' on the jet with a MAC, nigga

Bust down, ain't no robbin' me

I don't want my old bitch back (I don't wanna her)

Shit, damn, but I still wanna fuck, uh (Yeah)

I be overload with the drip (Drip)

Shit might spill in my cup, uh

I can't fuck with these niggas (Fuck 'em)

But I still send 'em my love (Yeah)

I ain't gotta trap no more (No)

I'ma just give 'em my plug (Yeah)

New bitch ass too fat (Ass too fat)

Put a price tag on that (Price tag)

No, I'm not cuffin' these thots (No)

You ain't gotta ask me that (No)

I be tryna run up this guap (Run it up)

Nigga, you can have 'em back (Yeah)

Two big boy Rolls Royces (What?)

And we goin' back to back, huh

Poppin' niggas like tic-tac-toe

Sippin' Ace of Spades, I do

Got the K everywhere I go

Don't come to me 'bout no ho

Poppin' niggas like Tic Tac Toe

Sippin' Ace of Spades, I do

Got the K everywhere I go

Don't come to me 'bout no ho

Don't come to me 'bout no rumor

My partner, he got a tumor

Every day, I keep a ruler

Just me, I don't need no shooter

Don't come to me 'bout no mess

Want beef, I'm sayin' less

It ain't nothin' to get you wet

Make a movie on your set

Benji, Benji, Benji on Benjis (Benjis)

Keepin' my hoes in that Fendi (That Fendi)

Whippin' that Rolls like a hemi (Skrrt)

Face down, smearin' her Fenty, uh

Niggas, they always got somethin' to say

See 'em, it's nothin' to talk about (Nothin')

Catch you and you tried to stunt in the club

You gettin' smoked in the parking lot

Came on the block (Uh)

Brand new Saint Laurent (Whoa)

I gotta lay off designer

'Cause honestly I've just been makin' 'em hot (Yeah)

I'm not a Muslim but I had to put

In them prayers to make it sell out (Woo)

I know my way to the top

I took a circle and made it a block, run (Break it down)

Red fish, blue fish, old bitch, new bitch (New bitch)

Niggas said it's on sight, see me, he ain't do shit, uh

We got them thirties on thirties (Thirties)

Phantom is newer than Jersey (Jersey)

I put that bitch in a figure four

Fuck it, I'm doin' her dirty (Dirty)

Don't even know what I'm in it for (I don't)

I probably get her a Rollie (A Rollie)

I probably get her Chanel, Chanel

And then she know I'm fuckin' her homies

(Her homies)

Keep a bad bitch in my face (My face)

She tryin' to get to first place (First place)

We don't pop X, pop Ace (Pop Ace)

And we only cop by case, huhPoppin' niggas like tic-tac-toe

Sippin' Ace of Spades, I do

Got the K everywhere I go

Don't come to me 'bout no ho

Poppin' niggas like Tic Tac Toe

Sippin' Ace of Spades, I do

Got the K everywhere I go

Don't come to me 'bout no ho

Don't come to me 'bout no rumor

My partner, he got a tumor

Every day, I keep a ruler

Just me, I don't need no shooter

Don't come to me 'bout no mess

Want beef, I'm sayin' less

It ain't nothin' to get you wet

Make a movie on your set

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