​wolfacejoeyy - ​tic tac toe lyrics

(Gostar) yeah, uh
Gostar, yeah huh, oh-wee, oh oh, yeah (Hey)

Okay, she wanna hang with the stars
(Hang with the stars)
You can't get these diamonds right here
These shit's coming straight off of Mars
(Straight off of Mars)
Can't be no regular person with
This little thing of ours
(This little thing of ours)
Yeah, we push the AMG truck
We pushing that car (Oh)
We going straight to the stars
(Oh, woah, woah, woah)

Please don't fold, don't fold, ahh
Baby, I'm that nigga, you should
Know, you should know, oh
Baby, I am not your average joe, no joke
Off them trees, lil' shawty gon' blow
(yeah)
I play with my money, no tic tac-toe (Okay)

Excuse me (Uh)
It's lil' Joey and it's
Nice to introduce me
My bitch bad, bad, bad, bad
She look just likе Karreuche
And she gеt with the pole, she shake
It for dough, she want twenty minutes
No Uzi i might cut that bitch, yeah
Like some looseleaf (yeah, yeah)
I make her best friend slide like she
(yeah, okay, yeah)
Make her best friend slide like she Toosie
(Alright) got too many dollars, shorty
From Nevada, so baby
Come hop in that two-seat (Okay)
Said that boy want a problem? Bitch
I'm in love with that drama
We finna feed him to Boosie (Okay, yeah)
Shorty in love with that 'fro
She said lil' Joey, baby, look like Huey
(Okay, ah, ooh, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, oh)
They thought I was in a drought
My lil' bro got choppas, he airing it out
(Oh)
'Bout to tell 'em what I am about (Oh, uh)
These niggas talking on me like they
Know me or some', bitch, shut up your mouth
(Oh, oh, woah) these niggas, they slimy and
Greasy, lil' baby
They'll do anything for that clout
(Woah, oh, oh)
We finna push up, double R, bitch, yeah
We pull up look at the stars, baby, look up
Bitch, I'm advanced, feeling like BKTHERULA
Ice that bitch, shoutout my jeweler
He think that he cool, but I'm cooler
Shoutout to Tecca 'cause, baby
I hang with them shooters
Fuck her and sending her back in an Uber
You an oldhead, bitch, you a boomer

Okay, she wanna hang with the stars
(Hang with the stars)
You can't get these diamonds right here
These shit's coming straight off of Mars
(Straight off of Mars)
Can't be no regular person with
This little thing of ours
(This little thing of ours, yeah)
Yeah, we push the AMG truck
We pushing that car (Oh)
We going straight to the stars
(Oh, woah, woah, woah)

Please don't fold, don't fold, ahh
Baby, I'm that nigga, you should
Know, you should know, oh
Baby, I am not your average joe, no joke
Off them trees, lil' shawty gon' blow
I play with my money, no tic tac-toe
(Oh oh, woah, uh, woah, uh)
Please don't fold, don't fold, ahh
Baby, I'm that nigga, you should
Know, you should know, oh
Baby, I am not your average joe, no joke
Off them trees, lil' shawty gon' blow
I play with my money, no tic tac-toe (yeah)

Uh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, woah, oh woah
Oh woah, oh woah oh woah, oh, oh