[Lyric] Used To (LilyFlame)

I said ahoo
Think I finna call my wolves, I said ahoo
Fuck nigga, ahoo
Think I finna call my

Flat booty bitches pressed
He ain't beefing, he obsessed
I'm not impressed with that
Imma leave him unaddressed
Now the pride got him depressed
All that shit come with that
Imma forgive, not forget, no do-overs
They gon' reap what they sow when it's over
Niggas talking more than bitches, what's up with that
I Guess we all get hit from the back
I only talk to my G's on the cellular
If that ex-man call me, I'm hanging up
I breathe and he already standing up
If wе're brawling don't explain shit, tell that lil' homiе relax
The issue ain't dead, it's just taking a nap..maybe perhaps
They be pistol packing, big talker lacking
Hoping I let him slide back in and let that shit ride like the wind, but
It just, ain't what I do
99 problems, but the 1 ain't nothing 'bout you
Go on, do what you do
A flame got nothing to prove
And a bitch ain't moving like she used to

Papa, go get the machete, tell the O-P-S I'm ready
All of these bitches can get it, hit that rewind - yeah I said it
I'm gunning for the wealth, and a lot of it
Yeah nigga, it's real, jelly wobbling
Beat it all the way 'til tomorrow
Have you feeling drippy, then swallow
You cannot jump on this, hop on a remix
Go get your stamina up, I'm a Phoenix
I mean, somebody called me a demon
Because I didn't do what he needed
I mean, dawg, that nigga built like a biscuit
Dawg, half of his dick was just crickets, dawg
I'm supposed to what? Be in my feelings
Be all upset because he is? But baby, look here
It ain't what I do
Hoping I fall, but a queen got nothing to prove
If I'm a boat, baby you're a canoe
Careful who you're speaking to
Respect debt over-due
Yo', the queen ain't moving like she used to
It just, ain't what I do
99 problems, but the 1 ain't nothing 'bout you
Go on, do what you do
A flame got nothing to prove
And a bitch ain't moving like she used to

Ain't what I do
99 problems, but the 1 ain't nothing 'bout you
Go on, do what you do
A flame got nothing to prove
And a bitch ain't moving like she used to

Fuck a John Doe, Fuck a Jane Doe
Fuck all those dodo rats
They be clout chasing, dick glazing, chewed up and they got spat
Step up and they'll move back, step up and they'll move back
Step up and step up, 'cause they're good for kissing ass
Fuck a John Doe, Fuck a Jane Doe
Fuck all those dodo rats
They be clout chasing, dick glazing, chewed up and they got spat
Step up and they'll move back, step up and they'll move back
Step up, and step up, and step up, and it's a wrap, biatch