Smoking way too much I'm losing focus
Drop a couple pillys in the potion
I be high as f*ck but you don't notice
I be killing all my old shit
This shit getting deeper than the ocean
I don't give a f*ck about emotions
If I close the door then it won't open
You can drown right now while I be floating
Stripes, I got hoes
Highs, highs, highs give me lows
Eyes, never close
Fight, for the folk
Don't you dare lie to this east side goat
Get the pack right off the bean bag boat
Girl I get high til I Fe-Fi-Fo
Catch another flight keep the peace back home
And my bitch don't know bout that chick from Rome
So we speak in code shawty tic-tac-toe
I been feeling cold baby never leave me lone
I don't wanna go but you know I gotta go
I just need a sip, I just need a smoke
Liquor to the liv, zaza make me choke
Falling from the sky, landing on a throne
I don't wanna die but I think I'm losing hope like oh
Back the f*ck up off me I don't trust you
Bitch, I don't love you
Put me in the booth so I can turn up with the volume
I was getting money baby that's why I ain't call you
Turning on the kid I promise that would be a wrong move
Plan to make a 100 M's and I know it'll fall through
I don't give a f*ck about a hoe, you bitches awful
And I got way more money than your nigga, yall some bums too
You be on that broke shit
Always stuck on roku
I be counting hunnits while I'm laying down these vocals
I don't want no broke bitch
I don't want no broke boo
Lets get drunk in vegas right before we head to tokyo
Let's see what that bag like
F*ck me in the cab type
Show me what that ass like then love me in your past life
Sorry but you asked right?
Knowing I'm the bad type
How'd I break your heart? Bitch I met you in the fast life
Hop up on a type beat
They say they don't like me
I start talking spicy and put em on a white T
Told em don't ignite me cause then they gon' indict me
This shit way too risky I don't even have my shiesty
Niggas steady vibing
Bitches steady fighting
My world gets exciting the lights'll leave you blinded
Now you lost inside this
You gon have to find me
Posted with the wolves Im on the list, you uninvited
427 Fwis - Tic-Tac-Toe Lyrics
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Smoking way too much I'm losing focus
Drop a couple pillys in the potion
I be high as f*ck but you don't notice
I be killing all my old shit
This shit getting deeper than the ocean
I don't give a f*ck about emotions
If I close the door then it won't open
You can drown right now while I be floating
Stripes, I got hoes
Highs, highs, highs give me lows
Eyes, never close
Fight, for the folk
Don't you dare lie to this east side goat
Get the pack right off the bean bag boat
Girl I get high til I Fe-Fi-Fo
Catch another flight keep the peace back home
And my bitch don't know bout that chick from Rome
So we speak in code shawty tic-tac-toe
I been feeling cold baby never leave me lone
I don't wanna go but you know I gotta go
I just need a sip, I just need a smoke
Liquor to the liv, zaza make me choke
Falling from the sky, landing on a throne
I don't wanna die but I think I'm losing hope like oh
Back the f*ck up off me I don't trust you
Bitch, I don't love you
Put me in the booth so I can turn up with the volume
I was getting money baby that's why I ain't call you
Turning on the kid I promise that would be a wrong move
Plan to make a 100 M's and I know it'll fall through
I don't give a f*ck about a hoe, you bitches awful
And I got way more money than your nigga, yall some bums too
You be on that broke shit
Always stuck on roku
I be counting hunnits while I'm laying down these vocals
I don't want no broke bitch
I don't want no broke boo
Lets get drunk in vegas right before we head to tokyo
Let's see what that bag like
F*ck me in the cab type
Show me what that ass like then love me in your past life
Sorry but you asked right?
Knowing I'm the bad type
How'd I break your heart? Bitch I met you in the fast life
Hop up on a type beat
They say they don't like me
I start talking spicy and put em on a white T
Told em don't ignite me cause then they gon' indict me
This shit way too risky I don't even have my shiesty
Niggas steady vibing
Bitches steady fighting
My world gets exciting the lights'll leave you blinded
Now you lost inside this
You gon have to find me
Posted with the wolves Im on the list, you uninvited
Drop a couple pillys in the potion
I be high as f*ck but you don't notice
I be killing all my old shit
This shit getting deeper than the ocean
I don't give a f*ck about emotions
If I close the door then it won't open
You can drown right now while I be floating
Stripes, I got hoes
Highs, highs, highs give me lows
Eyes, never close
Fight, for the folk
Don't you dare lie to this east side goat
Get the pack right off the bean bag boat
Girl I get high til I Fe-Fi-Fo
Catch another flight keep the peace back home
And my bitch don't know bout that chick from Rome
So we speak in code shawty tic-tac-toe
I been feeling cold baby never leave me lone
I don't wanna go but you know I gotta go
I just need a sip, I just need a smoke
Liquor to the liv, zaza make me choke
Falling from the sky, landing on a throne
I don't wanna die but I think I'm losing hope like oh
Back the f*ck up off me I don't trust you
Bitch, I don't love you
Put me in the booth so I can turn up with the volume
I was getting money baby that's why I ain't call you
Turning on the kid I promise that would be a wrong move
Plan to make a 100 M's and I know it'll fall through
I don't give a f*ck about a hoe, you bitches awful
And I got way more money than your nigga, yall some bums too
You be on that broke shit
Always stuck on roku
I be counting hunnits while I'm laying down these vocals
I don't want no broke bitch
I don't want no broke boo
Lets get drunk in vegas right before we head to tokyo
Let's see what that bag like
F*ck me in the cab type
Show me what that ass like then love me in your past life
Sorry but you asked right?
Knowing I'm the bad type
How'd I break your heart? Bitch I met you in the fast life
Hop up on a type beat
They say they don't like me
I start talking spicy and put em on a white T
Told em don't ignite me cause then they gon' indict me
This shit way too risky I don't even have my shiesty
Niggas steady vibing
Bitches steady fighting
My world gets exciting the lights'll leave you blinded
Now you lost inside this
You gon have to find me
Posted with the wolves Im on the list, you uninvited
Writer: Joseph Santos
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid