Letra de Wat U Sed - Isaiah Rashad

(Feat. Doechii, Kal Banx)

Who the pilot?

And my bitch eat me up while I'm driving

And I swear it's a show, not a riot

Uh

I was trippin', you was trippin', who the pilot?

Bet my bitch eat me up while I'm drivin'

And I swear it's a show, not a riot

And I had a nightmare last night that I wasn't countin' up

We had too many hoes in this bitch, I had to round 'em up

And I had too many hoes in my face, I had to cut 'em off

I been focused on my one-of-one

And I hope your pussy good as my bank account (What you said?)

Ayy, bitch, can I break you off? Trunk wavin' at the mall

Hoes on your side of town hate when they ain't involved

Geeked on my brudda pack, beat and I'm overcharged (Yeah)

Hurt, what I'm servin' in it, spread like the word of God

Fuck what a nigga do, reach for some inner peace

Geeked on my side of town, dope when I'm slidin' down (Bitch)

Ghost when I'm slidin' down (Bitch), Ghost when I'm slidin' down (Bitch)

Torched when I'm slidin' down (Bitch, what you said?)

All the hoes with the shorts in ya ass

And you got the D'USSE fallin' out your glass

Ole man don't want ya in the club

'Cause your pussy poppin' start fights in the club

Come through in your new rental car

Bitches all in your face 'cause you a star

And ya come with 'bout four, five hoes

Down to fight anything straight out the door

Roll but I make him eat up, yeah, yeah, yeah (On go)

Drunk but I make him drink up, yeah, yeah, yeah (Gone)

Real, I don't wanna sneak up, yeah, yeah (Gone)

Pop pills but I make him geek up, yeah, yeah, yeah (Grrat)

Drunk on a Saturday, hoes are mad, hoes are mad (Hoes are mad)

Dirt, it go thataway, hope it's bad, hope it's bad (Hope it's bad)

Real when you grind (Yeah), real when you shine (Yeah)

Drunk, drunk, drunk on a Saturday (On the way)

Lookin' back when it spazz with your curls and your ass out

Bad like the girl from the album with ANTI

Keep it bad, pop a tag, go and let it air out

Drop it fast, let it spazz, go and let your hair down

Shush when Isaiah get it done, when they sneak, I see up

Flip a pack and make a bun, when it done, I link up

Get ahead like you a geek, show no face if you discreet

Come and put this drink on me if you wanna link up

All the hoes with the shorts in ya ass

And you got the D'USSE fallin' out your glass

Ole man don't want ya in the club

'Cause your pussy poppin' start fights in the club

Come through in your new rental car

Bitches all in your face 'cause you a star

And ya come with 'bout four, five hoes

Down to fight anything straight out the door

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