Tic Tac Toe (feat. Ken Carson)

Lil Tecca

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    Huh
    Huh
    Huh, huh, huh
    Huh, huh

    Huh, huh, huh, huh
    I paid a couple bands for the kicks, huh
    I sent a couple bands to the ho, huh
    I paid a couple bands for my fit, huh
    Popped three pills, tic-tac-toe, yeah
    I get high as shit, huh
    Introduce her to fashion, she ain't never been fly like this, yeah
    Go too brazy, need a straight jacket, uh, I never miss
    We go way back, now I'm in the Maybach with her, that's how I get
    She know I ain't tryna fall in love, that's my lil' shit
    She yours any other day, but tonight, she my lil' bitch

    Yeah, shawty wan' fuck my bro, ayy, shawty wan' fuck my clique, ayy
    I got your bitch on her knees, when she done, she got a lisp
    Pull out the ones, right out the Rick, niggas on nothin', they ain't on shit
    Wish you could see all this shit through my lens
    Walk in the store and just drop your advance
    Yeah, real life, real life, I been on shit you don't realize
    Mile high club, lust airlines, yeah, a mile in my shoe, couldn't wear mines
    I been on my time, fuck a deadline, I been on that shit, couldn't deny
    The bitch gotta realize, realize, uh, these niggas gotta realize, realize

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    Huh, huh, huh, huh
    I paid a couple bands for the kicks, huh
    I sent a couple bands to the ho, huh
    I paid a couple bands for my fit, huh
    Popped three pills, tic-tac-toe, yeah
    I get high as shit, huh
    Introduce her to fashion, she ain't never been fly like this, yeah
    Go too brazy, need a straight jacket, uh, I never miss
    We go way back, now I'm in the Maybach with her, that's how I get
    She know I ain't tryna fall in love, that's my lil' shit
    She yours any other day, but tonight, she my lil' bitch

    Huh, 'K-47. 223, this bitch on automatic
    Shawty got Opium tatted, huh, huh, she a fanatic
    Pull up in that BP Cadillac, she thought it was her grandaddy
    Niggas ain't havin' no motion, huh, huh, huh, I get active
    308's attack 'em
    You get scared, go to church, nigga, see the pastor
    I'm the type to shake your hand and fuck your ho after
    He a swag stealer, I got moves like Jagger
    Shawty took her clothes off, we got all flesh
    All my hoes got loadouts, they sendin' clips, oh, yeah
    Put that ho in JPG, she in all mesh
    She ask which one look better and I bought her all sets
    Yeah, I bought it all
    They send swag to my house, ain't gotta go to the mall
    Dunkin' on your ho, I could've went pro in basketball
    I'm a shark in the fish tank, huh, yeah, I'm Jaws
    Ain't goin' Van Cleef until I get underneath your drawers

    (Dopamine)

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    Composición: Rupert Bootes Howarth y Lil Tecca

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