Tic Tac Toe (Mixed)

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Rvssian & Tommy Lee Sparta] Porsche 911, me whip that (Fast) Versace jeans with the chip Glock Me buss shot first, me no get back 762 fi [?] She say me teeth white like Tic Tac Every killer with me [?] go Nobody can't cross, we no tic tac toe Nobody can't cross, we no tic tac toe ([?]) [Chorus: Rvssian & Tommy Lee Sparta] Glock inside of my Benz (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Me no really beg new friends (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Straight Cartier fi the lens (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Bare new gyal a get bеnd (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Glock insidе of my Benz (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Me no really beg new friends (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Straight Cartier 'pon me lens (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Drinks on me, tell your friends [Verse 2: Valiant] Fast life and we in a designer (Fast) Every move we make gone viral Ah, zup 'pon the toll, dawg GLE just a blast off fast She say she can't dance She drink the Casamigos and she start gwaan bad She love the badness, she no wan' no goofy (No) The 'mount a karat that a shine in a me jewelry (Yeah) Me live a rich lifestyle and me dress too casual (Yeah) Me have a Uptown girl and she dress too formal [Chorus: Rvssian & Tommy Lee Sparta] Glock inside of my Benz (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Me no really beg new friends (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Straight Cartier fi the lens (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Bare new gyal a get bend (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Brand new Glock 'pon the endz (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Tint up dark black Benz (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Versace custom lens (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Drinks on me, tell your friends [Verse 3: Rvssian & Tommy Lee Sparta] A ten million 'pon me neck, dawg We a Guzu Rock 'cause we head hot Me have couple gyal weh a scam hard When we touch e road we no take talk Me and my friend them no take diss (Never) New AP 'pon me left wrist (Yeah) A still straight jeans with the G-Shock A we a lock the place with the G-lock Jesus piece 'pon me pendant Me a fuck them gyal fi a ten grand Push out the Porsche car and the Benz van Pass them a bloodclaat road like exam [Chorus: Tommy Lee Sparta & Valiant] Glock inside of my Benz (Yeah, yeah, yeah) We no really beg new friends (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Straight Cartier fi the lens (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Drinks on me, tell your friends (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Glock inside of my Benz (Yeah, yeah, yeah) We no really beg new friends (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Straight Cartier fi the lens (Yeah, yeah, yeah)