Kodak Black - Tic Tac Toe lyrics

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Kodak Black - Tic Tac Toe lyrics

[Intro: Meek Mill] Tay Keith, f** these n***as up It's a Kodak moment, got Kodak in this b**h Uh, yeah, yeah Lil' fish, uh [Verse 1: Meek Mill] I did a Saks Fifth run (Yeah) I did a bad b**h run, uh I just bought a new AP (AP) 'Bout to get the bad b**h one (Yeah) n***a 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 n***as I know my dawgs gon' slide for me All that talk, that's cap, n***a Y'all be soundin' like cops to me Layin' on the jet with a MAC, n***a Bust down, ain't no robbin' me I don't want my old b**h back (I don't wanna her) sh**, damn, but I still wanna f**, uh (Yeah) I be overload with the drip (Drip) sh** might spill in my cup, uh I can't f** with these n***as (f** '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 b**h a** 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) n***a, you can have 'em back (Yeah) Two big boy Rolls Royces (What?) And we goin' back to back, huh [Chorus: Kodak Black] Poppin' n***as 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' n***as 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 [Verse 2: Meek Mill] 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 n***as, 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 m**m 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 b**h, new b**h (New b**h) n***as said it's on sight, see me, he ain't do sh**, uh We got them thirties on thirties (Thirties) Phantom is newer than Jersey (Jersey) I put that b**h in a figure four f** 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 f**in' her homies (Her homies) Keep a bad b**h 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, huh [Chorus: Kodak Black] Poppin' n***as 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' n***as 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