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tic tac toe
- She give me head, give me brain
- Swear all these bitches are the same
- Tic tac toe, let it fucking rain
- Get that dough to ease all yo' pain
- Tic tac toe, baby, this ain't no game
- Get that dough, get rid of yo' shame
- Tic tac toe, she say I should be ashamed
- Tic tac toe, baby, choppas finna rain, uh
- I was with the gang, huh, she just give me brain, yeah
- Fuck me up 'til it's Fatal Frame, uh, fuck me up 'til I change, yuh
- She say she will change but she ain't, huh
- I was wit' the homies, sippin' the 'pagne, yuh
- She just wanna turn over a new page, yeah
- Had to get out of my fucking cage, huh
- I got cupcake, now I know what she gon' say
- 'Cause most of these bitches say the same, yuh
- Saw your messages but I cannot complain
- You're my nemesis, and that shit's not in vain, yeah
- O.T Genasis, got rappin' in my veins, yeah
- I'm investin' in these bitches every day, uh
- Nemesis hoes thinkin' they shit but they ain't
- Givin' hoes life sentences to emphasize the emphasis
- Kickin' ass so I can reminisce on good times when you weren't investin' in
- Other people's time, I kept it in, yeah, I kept it in
- Fuck this lil' bitch, my friends the shit
- Kill 'em all 'til they ending it, yuh
- You know it wasn't the same since you left
- All the times I fucking wept, I'm such a mess
- I'm such a wreck, I fucked up the motherfucking test
- I fell for you and I pay respects, yeah
- I been stressed, pressed, ain't feelin' blessed
- Fallin' for you, time I invest, yeah
- And this shit the wild wild west, yeah
- Got me up like I'm possessed, yeah, what do you suggest?
- Glocks on me wit' feelings in my chest, aye
- And I got way too obsessed, got my ass almost on arrest
- Fuck her up, get her pus' wet
- Fuck her up, then lay it to rest, yeah
- And you know I gave my best, yeah
- Bitches will say the rest, yeah, I stay depressed, yeah
- Hoes wanna oppress, yeah, I ain't even dressed yet
- I got this cash on me, my hand on yo' breast
- You mess with my head like it's a quest, yeah
- I gotta quench my thirst, yeah, now we all done dispersed
- Hoes act like they concerned, but they ain't, they reversed
- When everyone has turned, and your stomach has churned
- Just know I was first to give you all cursed, yeah
- Damn 'boutta burst, I gave it my all, he gave it his worst
- Cookies are all burnt, I cannot fucking rehearse
- Got way too immersed, this is what I learned
- All this time I served, got me fucking worse
- Bitch, I loved you first, yet you let me burn
- And it fucking hurts, hope you know it hurt
- Baby, what I learned, is nothin' can be earned
- Fuck that bitch a jerk, I just go berserk
- Mama got them curves, that's what she done deserved
- The world will fucking burn and it'll never return
- Hoes wan' jump the curb but they weren't the first, yeah
- Bitch, I eat up words, bitch, you're fucking cursed, yeah
- Bitch, you know you were the reason why I'm blurred, yeah
- Alcohol got me slurred, this drama you stirred, yeah
- Bitch, you are the worst, hope you know you ain't no Durk, yeah
- Hoes act coy and curt, fuck her up, leave her in the dirt, yeah
- She got blood on her hands, I got blood on my shirt, yeah
- She ripped out my heart, I ripped off her skirt, yeah
- Heart in her hands, I'm the one who hurts, yeah
- As a kid, I was always bullied and called a nerd, yeah
- I was tired, considered drinkin' a whole third
- Fuck with me and you know yo' soul hurt
- And you know when I lose control it'll hurt, yeah
- She give me head, give me brain
- Swear all these bitches are the same
- Tic tac toe, let it fucking rain
- Get that dough to ease all yo' pain
- Tic tac toe, baby, this ain't no game
- Get that dough, get rid of yo' shame
- Tic tac toe, she say I should be ashamed
- Tic tac toe, baby, choppas finna rain, uh
- Bitches want me dead like Lopez and Gomez
- Fell for you, I got no breath, no stress
- Yeah, got me so pressed, oppressed, gotta stay so fresh
- Hoes on my dick like O Wes, yeah yeah
- I was playin' wit' OhChez, fucking with me'
- Might make you end up wit' no friends
- Hoes on my dick as I smoke meth
- Gettin' so high, had to make the coke mess, yeah
- Had to make the coke last, she wearin' a rose dress
- Bitch, I can't go back, I would rather be so blessed
- Bitch, this a throwback, she know I was wit' Oppa Oppress
- Yeah, I can't trust you, that's what Jo says
- Got these Glocks on me, diggin' into yo' flesh
- I was hangin' wit' the mob, is she gon' say no yes?
- Is she gon' go smoke yet? Bitch, I used to smoke less
- Now I am addicted, and I say, "Hello, death"
- She want me in her bed, I say, "No, press"
- Bitches fucking with me, you know I'm a slow mess
- I just caught a body, I just had to go west
- Bitches do karate but bitch I'm in the process
- Of collectin' all these bodies so I can make some progress
- Bitches wanna compress, bitch, are you done yet?
- Waitin' 'til the sunset, this shit got me upset
- Bitch, what is the subset? Fuck 'em up, you up yet?
- Bitches know where the gun rests
- I was like Stunna Gunna, she say can we fuck? I say, "Fuck yes"
- Baby, can we fuck yet? Up withut no one yet
- I was down bad for someone, yes
- Please don't let me die out, that's where the sun rests
- Fucking her up so I can meet ends, all this shit got side effects
- Fallin' for you 'cause I don't need friends
- You got anything you need yet? Uh
- All these events, got me in the deep end
- Got me in the deep depths of not wantin' to be friends
- I had to go meet Wes, I had to go and eat meth
- She ask if we can meet yet, I say no, I just got like 3 cents
- Mama said I need to repent, but baby, I'm just tryna prevent
- All these bad events, what we meant, on the cement
- Time we spent, messages we sent, where's the weed, Wes?
- Feelin' like El Chapo but honestly it depends
- Who you represent? Baby, we finna descend
- Fuck her up then befriend, motherfuckers tryna defend
- I am on the defense, give me love in the green Benz
- Fuckin' up, how can someobe like me be dense?
- Bitch, the pain got me tense, and I cannot see sense
- All I do is see red, jumped over the green fence
- I got green meth, she fuck with me, I got my regrets
- And all the fucking threats got me feelin' like I'll meet feds
- Bitch, I cannot stay wit' you, then I'll be dead
- No, we can't be friends, no, we can't be friends, yeah
- She give me head, give me brain
- Swear all these bitches are the same
- Tic tac toe, let it fucking rain
- Get that dough to ease all yo' pain
- Tic tac toe, baby, this ain't no game
- Get that dough, get rid of yo' shame
- Tic tac toe, she say I should be ashamed
- Tic tac toe, baby, choppas finna rain, uh
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