Used2This

Used2This Lyrics

No, I can't stand her, switchin' hoes like switchin' the channel
Don't be wishin' for sh*t you can't handle, yeah
Block your number, I got handles
I know she was tryna f**k with the star, yeah, that's probably if I let you
I know she was tryna f**k with the squad, so I'ma send her to the next dude

Know you not used to this sh*t, oh my God, camouflage then
If she wanna f**k with a star, hold this gas and roll that up, damn, yeah
Know you not used to this sh*t, oh my God, count it up, then
If she wanna f**k with a star, hold this gas and roll that up, damn, yeah

Move like a ghost when I'm in the town
She on my phone when I'm in L.A.
Like, "What you on?" Like, "Where you at?"
"I'm 'bout to pull up and show you something"
You should know sh*t, I ain't on that
I know it that she let him tour that
The bullsh*t, no, I ain't for that
Phone on DND, thought I ignored that
I gotta TEC, you don't wanna shell
Pullin' up, smellin' like gas and Chanel
Don't even know if they wishin' you well
Smile in your face, they wishin' you hell
Not leavin' a trail
Can't tell 'em a secret, nah, they tellin' the tale

How many racks? Add that
I run to the racks, no backtrack
The lame sh*t, yeah, you can have that
I know all the reasons they mad at
I know what you bad at
Shawty, too bad, I bagged that
I'm in the lab, can't chat back
And you on some sh*t I can't stand, yeah

No, I can't stand her, switchin' hoes like switchin' the channel
Don't be wishin' for sh*t you can't handle, yeah
Block your number, I got handles
I know she was tryna f**k with the star, yeah, that's probably if I let you
I know she was tryna f**k with the squad, so I'ma send her to the next dude

Know you not used to this sh*t, oh my God, camouflage then
If she wanna f**k with a star, hold this gas and roll that up, damn, yeah
Know you not used to this sh*t, oh my God, count it up, then
If she wanna f**k with a star, hold this gas and roll that up, damn, yeah