Not The One (Jason) lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm not the three or the two or the one to be played with
I put my mask on, b*tch, like I'm Jason
Adrenaline rush, start flamin'
Walk down, double hand, click it, and flame it
We do our dance when we heard the opp died
The party get better, the O just arrived
She tryna shake it on me and my guys
Mdot dissin' my man? n*gga fried
No diss on this track, but why would I lie?
n*gga, the bros just came from your side
Wanna know how I looked? That sh*t was dry
Desert Eagle bullets, let it fly
He special, let it rotate, I'ma throw five
When the .40 start barkin', he losin' his mind
Runnin' and duckin', confused like, Why?
That for dissin' and mentionin' my guys

[Verse]
Make it lit, 'bout to flick on the crowd
Baow, baow, baow, n*gga, I love that sound
In the V, movin' dusty, runnin' some miles
Persian spinnin' all around town
Then it's back to the money, on the road, outta town
Get the drop for the droppers, we get flocked down
G19 turn his face to a frown
She can't wait to tell her friends "Oh this n*gga flew me outta state"
Took her on a date to a nice place
Ask me when I'm comin' home, I told her "Late"
Lamb tied with the rice, that's what's on your plate
That's what she text when I said I'm on the way
Hypothetically speakin', you not my bae
Like, you just a rinse for one night, for the stay
(Now look)
Like, I gotta keep goin', opp n*ggas popped, broke, no motion
Runnin' in stacks, n*gga soft like ocean
Thotty tryna line him, he don't even notice
Already told him, I'm not the three or the two or the one
n*gga put on a stunt
Got put in this blunt
Only thing that he do is just run
He ain't even know he was done
n*gga ran outta luck (Come here)
Fourteen, seventeen, nineteen
And I know I'ma make it, I'ma keep chasin' my dream
I lost all my friends, I can't wait 'til that day that we meet
If I ever check [?]
[Chorus]
I'm not the three or the two or the one to be played with
I put my mask on, b*tch, like I'm Jason
Adrenaline rush, start flamin'
Walk down, double hand, click it, and flame it
We do our dance when we heard the opp died
The party get better, the O just arrived
She tryna shake it on me and my guys
Mdot dissin' my man? n*gga fried
No diss on this track, but why would I lie?
n*gga, the bros just came from your side
Wanna know how I looked? That sh*t was dry
Desert Eagle bullets, let it fly
He special, let it rotate, I'ma throw five
When the .40 start barkin', he losin' his mind
Runnin' and duckin', confused like, Why?
That for dissin' and mentionin' my guys