Tic Tac Toe (feat. Kodak Black)

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

It's a Kodak moment, got Kodak in this bitch

Uh, yeah, yeah

Lil' fish, uh

I did a Saks Fifth run

I did a bad bitch run, uh

I just bought a new AP

'Bout to get the bad bitch one

Nigga like the new Jay-Z

Pockets on fat, Big Pun

I be goin' too 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

Shit, damn, but I still wanna fuck, uh

I be overload with the drip

Shit might spill in my cup, uh

I can't fuck with these niggas

But I still send 'em my love

I ain't gotta trap no more

I'ma just give 'em my plug

New bitch ass too fat

Put a price tag on that

No, I'm not cuffin' these thots

You ain't gotta ask me that

I be tryna run up this guap

Nigga, you can have 'em back

Two big boy Rolls Royces

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

Keepin' my hoes in that Fendi

Whippin' that Rolls like a hemi

Face down, smearin' her Fenty, uh

Niggas, they always got somethin' to say

See 'em, it's nothin' to talk about

Catch you and you tried to stunt in the club

You gettin' smoked in the parking lot

Came on the block, brand new Saint Laurent

I gotta lay off designer 'cause honestly I've just been makin' 'em hot

I'm not a Muslim but I had to put in them prayers to make it sell out

I know my way to the top

I took a circle and made it a block, run

Red fish, blue fish, old bitch, new bitch

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

We got them thirties on thirties

Phantom is newer than Jersey

I put that bitch in a figure four

Fuck it, I'm doin' her dirty

Don't even know what I'm in it for

I probably get her a Rollie

I probably get her Chanel, Chanel

And then she know I'm fuckin' her homies

Keep a bad bitch in my face

She tryin' to get to first place

We don't pop X, pop Ace

And we only cop by case, 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