Tic 4 Tac

Tic 4 tac
I don't wanna toe the line anymore
Tell him that
You'll be moving into my place
Issa pact
Bags I'll pack for you to talk through the door
Ex is mad
You'll be having Os on my face

Breaking his equivocation
When he calls you baby
He don't mean his love
He means a child
Like he's cradling
Cribs and cars and ladies
Can't trust what he's saying
He's only got tricks within his cards
And you ain't a trick
Fuck that

Tonight
I'll drive
Gonna pick you up
We can x and o and cross
Out his moves
It's your big move

Tic 4 tac
I don't wanna toe the line anymore
Tell him that
You'll be moving into my place
Issa pact
Bags I'll pack for you to talk through the door
Ex is mad
You'll be having Os on my face

Tic 4 tac
I don't wanna toe the line anymore
Tell him that
You'll be moving into my place
Issa pact
Bags I'll pack for you to talk through the door
Ex is mad
You'll be having Os on my face

Whoa-oo
Whoa-oo-whoa-oo-whoa-oo
Whoa-oo-whoa-oo-whoa-oo
Whoa-oo-whoa-oo-whoa
He won't like that
Whoa-oo
Whoa-oo-whoa-oo-whoa-oo
Whoa-oo-whoa-oo-whoa-oo
Whoa-oo-whoa-oo-whoa
He can taste that

Tic 4 tac
Dick him back
Tit 4 tat
X his O and O

Tic 4 tac
Dick him back
Tit 4 tat
X his O

O...
O...

Yeah

Tic 4 tac
I don't wanna toe the line anymore
Tell him that
You'll be moving into my place
Issa pact
Bags I'll pack for you to talk through the door
Ex is mad
You'll be having Os on my face

I said yeah
I said yeah
I said yeah
I said yeah



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Writer(s): Ryan Robinson
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