Used to It - Gucci Mane, Wale

I’ma keep doing what I been doin'

Say I’m gettin' money, bitch, I’m used to it

Pull up to the club, got these hoes choosin'

I heard these niggas hatin', but I’m used to it

I’m drunk, so I’m swaggin' under influence

But gettin' dumb high, bitch, I’m used to it

When I send her back home, bet her hair ruined

But fuckin' niggas' bitches, man, I’m used to it

Touchdown with a hundred pounds

Dancin' in the end zone

Ballin' on you like a jump shot, oops, I meant field goal

Crossed the middle with a 50 pack, hit me, I’m open

I call the shots like Tebow, one man down, no jokin'

I’m 'bout the set like Strahan, oops, I meant Ray Lewis

Look how my crew do it

Droptop, I’m so foolish

I’m Megatron

Got a mega bomb and I’m heavily armed

Gettin' Georgia dome in my Georgia home

Ho pass out when I perform

And since they put my stats on the internet

These bitches let me put my dick all in they neck

And what do you expect?

I’m a pro-bowler

A hundred pack of Ace of Spades, I got a hangover

I’ma keep doing what I been doin'

Say I’m gettin' money, bitch, I’m used to it

Pull up to the club, got these hoes choosin'

I heard these niggas hatin', but I’m used to it

I’m drunk, so I’m swaggin' under influence

But gettin' dumb high, bitch, I’m used to it

When I send her back home, bet her hair ruined

But fuckin' niggas' bitches, man, I’m used to it

Nothing 'bout this loot, woah

She love all my new songs

She say she wanna kick it, that mean «hit this with your shoes on»

Ha, look, don’t mean to be too forward

Keep these bitches motivated, then they don’t got no motives

Now does it?

cannot trust them

But I bet you there’s a hater for every woman with my number

Youngin, hold up, hoes outside my hotel

And most of 'em got boyfriends, when I go in them, they like, «Oh well»

Holiday is my nigga, Gucci 'nem is my partner

Hookah bar for the boujee broads

Come and loosen up with this ganja

partner

Pick and choose when I feel like flossin'

And I ball though, and you all broke, y’all fuck niggas ain’t on yet

I’ma keep doing what I been doin'

Say I’m gettin' money, bitch, I’m used to it

Pull up to the club, got these hoes choosin'

I heard these niggas hatin', but I’m used to it

I’m drunk, so I’m swaggin' under influence

But gettin' dumb high, bitch, I’m used to it

When I send her back home, bet her hair ruined

But fuckin' niggas' bitches, man, I’m used to it