Used To Know

Lyrics

[Intro] (Smoov, what's good, baby?) [Verse] I told her I'm a dog, not the nigga you used to know They like, "The Plug offbeat, the truth is they ain't used to the flow" Told a bitch, "Pull your pants up", I need the usual throat Real elite shit talkin', got them reusable quotes Gang and them drag race with foreigns, just doin' the most He can't keep up in the bucket 'cause he's drivin' too slow Hit her from the Perc for an hour, then got massaged with her lotion I can upgrade you, bitch, come vibe with the goat In a room full of rap rappers but my diamonds shinin' the most I'm the best at rappin' facts, I'm just rhymin' the truth They put the yellow tape up, it's a crime in the booth If that nigga said we was goin' broke, he lyin' to you Twin Glocks, Zack and Cody, in the hotel lobby off muddy moseley I see you peekin' but not speakin', if you ain't got no money, don't approach me Proceed with caution 'cause I'm awesome, bitch, I'm not no geek I see a lot of bums in y'all circles but not my team Trophies on top of trophy gardens not my league A lot of y'all went to the playoff games but didn't get no ring If you ain't heard about the Stinc Team, I'm finna get you up to speed They like bustdown custom pieces and we big on lean We pull up in them cool whips 'cause we big on cream Cash rules everything around me, I keep that shit on me Too much dog shit on me, actin' like my shit don't stink F&N bullets'll make a nigga do a backflip if he blink Bitch, how you broke and you ain't got no blisters on your feet? Talkin' 'bout it was dry, nah, bitch, you went to sleep Who was the niggas pullin' up in them foreigns? It's the Stincs My opps panhandlers, wishin' they could get like me I can't think of another nigga talkin' factual shit like me Rest in peace in ten minutes what I did to the beat She gave me extra tip and told me I'm the shit in the sheets Lift up his shirt and seen his ribs 'cause he ain't get no good eats Shrimp, steak and lobster, and lamb chops straight from Chef Grizzly Any bitch that wasn't followin' with my program gon' miss me (Lifted up his shirt and seen his ribs 'cause he ain't get no good eats) Rest in peace in ten minutes what I did to the beat