letra de touchdown - quisactive
[intro: quisactive]
(this a anti beat)
uh, uh
[chorus: quisactive]
yeah, see i got a h-ll of a hustle
pack touched down and it came off the muscle
glock gen-5 with the scope i’ll bust you
gun in my dip, so why would i tussle?
i throw a o to my younging like russell
trap out the window ma’ know that i hustle
play with my mother than i gotta bust you
hollow tips hurt, they burn when they touch you
won’t buy her no shoes, i’m only tryna f-ck
chase a opp with the drac’ now he singing like usher
ski on my face i’ma spin like a russian
shot out the party them young n-ggas ducking
we spinning the opps it ain’t nothing for discussion
hop out the back of the free car then touch him
oh they internet gangsters they not on nothing
[verse 1: quisactive]
tall you spinning with [?]
put them bands on his hеad then i’m going out to whack him
think that i’m loafing i come out the jackеt
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take a qp break it down like a fraction
them n-ggas ain’t outside n-ggas be capping
30k on my tape did it from rapping
and hit up my [?], whenever that pack in
shots to his mouth
glock two switches, legs and extensions
slide on the opps i ain’t missing
glock 21 with the kriss vec clip
you don’t got that bag i’m a no-show
i hit [?] like [?]
cause a reaction
sit on his house like [?]
[verse 2: baby jamo]
lift up the cutter he tripping and falling
i hop out the car ain’t doing no stalling
hitting that fully k n-ggas was hauling
all black [?] and he knew it was tall
off the meds the drac’ in the dip
i gotta be cautious the feds on d-ck
i’m on the box so i’m not in the mix
take off my box and i’m taking a risk
i’m catching them bags for the low won’t sell ’em for seventeen
come tap in and see what the hype be
b-tch [?]
n-ggas be shooting and bricking and hitting the innocent n-ggas are k!lling me
n-ggas ain’t real tryna k!ll me (nah)
you n-ggas could’ve been got with me (cap-ass n-ggas)
yeah you n-ggas in trouble, uh
glock just lift up that cutter
got me a switch and it stutter, uh
yeah i’m the man it’s no other
yeah i just hopped in that fast sh-t
she told [?]
swerving through lanes and [?] out cars and bet i won’t even crash sh-t (nah)
[chorus: quisactive]
yeah, see i got a h-ll of a hustle
pack touched down and it came off the muscle
glock gen-5 with the scope i’ll bust you
gun in my dip, so why would i tussle?
i throw a o to my younging like russell
trap out the window ma’ know that i hustle
play with my mother than i gotta bust you
hollow tips hurt, they burn when they touch you
won’t buy her no shoes, i’m only tryna f-ck
chase a opp with the drac’ now he singing like usher
ski on my face i’ma spin like a russian
shot out the party them young n-ggas ducking
we spinning the opps it ain’t nothing for discussion
hop out the back of the free car then touch him
oh they internet gangsters they not on nothing
[outro: quisactive]
not on nothing
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