Wat U Sed (feat. Doechii & Kal Banx)

Who the pilot?
 And my bitch, she hit me up while I'm driving
 And I swear it's a show, not a riot
 Uh
 I was tripping, you was tripping, who the pilot?
 And my bitch, hit me up while I'm driving
 And I swear it's a show, not a riot
 And I had a nightmare last night that I wasn't counting 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-on-one
 And I hope your pussy good as my bank account (what you said?)
 Ayy, bitch, can I break you off? Trunk waving 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 when I'm serving 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 sliding down
 Ghost when I'm sliding down, Ghost when I'm sliding down
 Porsche when I'm sliding down (what you said?)
 All the hoes with the shorts in ya ass
 And you got the D'USSÉ falling out your glass
 Oh man, I don't want ya in the club
 'Cause your pussy popping start fights in the club
 Come through in your new rental car
 Bitches all in your face 'cause you a star
 And you come with 'bout four-five hoes
 Down to fight anything straight out the door
 Full, but I make him eat up, yeah, yeah, yeah (on go)
 Drunk, but I make him drink up, yeah, yeah, yeah (he gone)
 Real, I don't wanna sneak up, yeah, yeah (he gone)
 He pop pills, but I make him geek up, yeah, yeah, yeah (grrah)
 Drunk on a Saturday, hoes are mad, hoes are mad (hoes are mad)
 Dirt, it go that-a-way, hope it's bad, hope it's fast (hope it's bad)
 Feel real when you grind (yeah), real when you shine (yeah)
 Drunk, drunk, drunk on a Saturday (on the way)
 Looking back when you spazz with your curls and your ass out
 Bad like the girl from the album with ANTI
 Keep a bag, pop a tag, go and let it air out
 Drop it fast, let it spazz, go and let your hair down
 Shush when I say I get it done, when they sneak, I see up
 Flip a pack and make it burn, when it done, I link up
 Get ahead like you a geek, show no face if you discreet
 Come and put the drink on me if you wanna link up (what you said?)
 All the hoes with the shorts in ya ass
 And you got the D'USSÉ falling out your glass
 Oh man, I don't want ya in the club
 'Cause your pussy popping start fights in the club
 Come through in your new rental car
 Bitches all in your face 'cause you a star
 And you come with 'bout four-five hoes
 Down to fight anything straight out the door