Tic Tac Toe

Go, I don't go tit for that Diss on a song you get hit for that You ain't in the field, you need a stick for that Need to get em' gone, I got a blick for that Cuban on da neck , I got a wrist to match Carbon 40 got a fit for that Slid on da gang imma spin for that Like Tic-Tac-Toe Can't never get back broke Say she from Atlanta, she drivin' da boat She don't got no manners to do what she want Her face in the camera, she hitting a pose Cop a cabana I'm whipping da rolls I'm tryna get to a bag, pros She want me to get her a bag, clothes And I just cannot go And I don't know what bro on Cuz he don't up no poles And I'm tryna get that dough I stay tryna get them pros Please don't get bro hoed Cuz he don't want smoke for real I keep a shooter dat stay in the hills That boy be on it he don't need a pill, mhmm Can't step to a n***a like me, lil' bitch, I'm chosen Deep in a bag, I'm too locked in I done dropped my hoes and kept my focus Heart be closed, but bank stay open I count this cash and sip this potion Chop wit a kickback, hidden lotus Elsa bag, wrist on frozen Go, I don't go tit for that Diss on a song you get hit for that You ain't in the field, you need a stick for that Need to get em' gone, I got a blick for that Cuban on da neck , I got a wrist to match Carbon 40 got a fit for that Slid on da gang imma spin for that Like Tic-Tac-Toe Can't never get back broke Say she from Atlanta, she drivin' da boat She don't got no manners to do what she want Her face in the camera, she hitting a pose Cop a cabana I'm whipping da rolls I'm tryna get to a bag, pros She want me to get her a bag, clothes And I just cannot go