Wat U Sed (feat. Doechii & Kal Banx)

Whaddup bae 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 Ghost when I'm slidin' down Ghost when I'm slidin' down Porsche when I'm slidin' down 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 a girl from the ave goin' 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 I say I 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