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1 not da 2 - quisactive lyrics

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[intro]
(counterfeit)
(sauna)

[verse]
b*tch i’m the one not the two
catch me tryna chase me i’m stickin’ this move, uh
b*tch i’m up top with the shooters
finna ride through tryna act like
b*tches on d*ck, they likin’ my music
they throwin’ plays so i gotta juke ’em
i stick the d*ck in her mouth she was pukin’
cap*ass n*gga he know he ain’t shootin’
n*gga i’m standin’ on ten
diss on my name then we spinnin’ your bin
lil’ [?] nine and it hold big ben
i’m tryna cause me some action
they diss on them songs they ain’t get no reaction
they on them lives they keep on cappin’
he got off thе box and ain’t sh*t even happen
opps keep dyin’ thеy mad as a b*tch
geekers on d*ck but there’s one on the hip
hop out the whip and he jumpin’ the fence
he was already scared [?] tint
i told a youngin’ “don’t tip, stop causin’ commotion the geekers gon’ blitz”
i caught a young n*gga jammin’ off fent’
broke*ass n*ggas they need ’em a fix
b*tch i’m up top with the steppers
drop that sh*t on the scale you don’t get nothin’ extra
free big bro he might spin out a tesla
.448 [?] i be blessed
d*ckridin’ n*gga you dumb
kriss vec’ clip i don’t walk with a drum
b*tch*ass n*gga tried to run from that gun
get up on top then i’m bustin’ his bum
feds on my ass then i’m doin’ the fleet
don’t touch the b*tch can’t tell where i be
i’m on the block give the dog to yb
g23 and and it hold 33
pull up shootin’ like larry
shootin’ look drivin’ my vision game blurry
[?] sh*t a macflurry
glock 26 and it’s holdin’ a jersey
told bro we ’bout to fish
sippin’ on green caught a eight of that tris’
if it’s in cali’ i’m hoppin’ the fence
feds on six [?] watch for the blitz
know he ain’t duckin’ that kriss vec’ clip
n*ggas know sh*t gettin’ stopped on the rip
smacked out windows with the smacked out tint
he say he gon’ hit me that n*gga he wish
back in the booth, and i’m comin’ harder
glock shape him up but you know i ain’t no barber
was pipin’ this b*tch, she gave me head in the whip and i drift
glock leave your sh*t like the carter
i’m on the box so i don’t want be [?]
he got tested for cappin’ it came back positive
g22 it’ll push back his noggin
we got them poles like the chi’
pour me a four in my canada dry
they on my d*ck and i’m wonderin’ why
we got some poles like we came from the chi’
feds get behind me i’m doin’ the fleet
bustin’ they ass they can go down to see
spin me a block with the ghost 23
spin with that drac’ now they hitin’ the high*knee
n*gga you spinnin’ with [?]
ride up the street then i left off some shots
n*ggas be cap only rappers gettin’ got
i’m on the backstreet i’m pushin’ off packs
he got off the box and got whacked
g27 the scope is attached
like 6ix9ine i’ma pop out in black
draw down the stick make him give what he got
me and lil’ bro we hop out with blatt
cap*ass n*ggas they fibbers they hat
free srt came home with a scat
uh, n*gga you ever stop cappin’?
i got some sh*t that’ll cause a reaction
i bet he ain’t missin’ he got caught relaxin’
.448 we be breakin’ them [?]

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