Used To Know (feat. Chevyyy)

She asked me who I'm texting, it's somebody that I used to know Put his work inside my cup and now I'm tryna froze Your bitch still tryna text me, I ain't goin', she be givin' throes This infant in my pocket big as f*ck, got my shoulder leanin Broke up with my bitch, fucked her friend, she like, what's the reason F*ck this bitch, thug when I seen this, like, baby's teethin And I got my Nike ski like it's COVID season But we in the summer, and it's gettin' hot as f*ck I be movin' like a plane, cause when I take off, they can't run Every time I rap, I feel like Tay-K smokin' off the rims Birdie tryna box, I bet we fightin', smoke you in the blunt Swingin' left and right, they knowin' how I move, I throw a punt If she stay the night, I might just smoke a wood and tell her leave Yeah, we goin' up, we gettin' through, but ask them what they mean They say, Tristan, what you chasin'? All I'm chasin' is the green I'm on Foxy, Kanye, I'm off a red beam Birdie tryna run, but he can't run without his niece Left his ass hangin', now I'm fuckin' on his niece Wasn't even tryna go in the crib, I ain't makin' 10-P His phone slappin', got swerves all around the East Finna go to Big Beaver, give me good eats Ain't steppin' in the field with some big cleats Bro tryna swing, gang gave his ass the beat Gave his ass the beat, yeah, that's what we on If he keep on talkin' shit, then we gon' put him in a song Cock it back, and then reload it, niggas aimin' at his dome If we find out that you stole it, niggas comin' to your home She be askin' what I'm doin', where I'm at up in the trap If he talkin' bout my brothers, we gon' shoot him in his back If we do it once, we spin again, they know we comin' back If he shoot me once, I shoot again, then I see him with a strap Got him froze in his zone, niggas, they can't get him back If they try to come and save him, niggas knowin' where they at Bitch She was just somebody that I used to know I ain't remember the bitch, I was fucked up off the Don Julio Bitch, f*ck you and f*ck your grams too, what you muggin' for I'm a five star with the bows, I ain't your big bro I ain't your big bro, but I got it all Niggas think they hard, but eat them bullets, now they goin' soft But I don't even need no love, nigga All I need is me, got it all She blocked me on her phone and told me that I cannot get her back If I go again, then niggas know I'll spin it back Niggas really hoes, they some pussy like some pussy cats Used to know, nigga