Tik Tok Kodak Black (Ft. 438 Tok & Rico Cartel)

[Intro: Kodak Black]
Shit
I'ma, I'ma drop this fourteen, see if I could
See if I could pull me 'bout seven grams off this ho
(Big ol' strap like I'm a Haitian, Pompano Puff, my blower sprayin')

[Chorus: Kodak Black & Rico Cartel]
I'm standing over the stove, I'ma whip this 'til my wrist lock
I'm in the 'yo with Tok, fuck it, I call him TikTok
I do my shit, that's on my Z, I'ma make my blick pop
Hop out with sticks and go to beatin', I call it hip-hop
These hoes ain't shit, they for the streets, they love to dick hop
She suck that dick so long, I make that lil' ho lips lock
I'm with an IG model zoolin', makin' TikToks
I'm with lil' Wiz and Wham, you play and you get picked off

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
I'm comin' off the hip with threes like I'm Chris Paul
I'm tryna sell a zone, remix crack with fentanyl
My niggas double M, you would think we fuck with Rick Ross
I'ma put my niggas on, 'cause 'bout me, he gon' let off

[Verse 2: Rico Cartel]
Uh, I had to block her phone, that lil' bitch had me pissed off
Pay lil' whoadie for that body, he run down and let that stick off
Got a switch all on thе Glock, this bitch right here gon' make you criss-cross
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, I scrapе the bowl and flip them grams, I call that flip-flop