Flight Mode by August Wild Lyrics

Aye, aye, aye
Bitch I’m moving on flight mode like woah!
Aye, aye, aye
Bitch I’m moving on flight mode like woah!

[Verse]
Look at this
Bitch Im the man you can never get
I used to want you what a trip
Now I be doin some other shit

What other shit?
Bitch mind your business
I ain’t don’t to post it
You ain’t got to witness
I don’t need forgiveness
I just need a milly
Head game was stupid
I fuck her silly

Don’t play with me
I’m not the one
I mean I am the one
But like the chosen one
It’s no Obi Wan
It’s no savin me
When I need my space
Get away from me
You not paying me
You can’t tеll me shit
I know you think bout to say I fucked your bitch
And you bet I did
Shе got neck, so you bet I slid
Put a rest to the rest but you bet I hit

I hit raw, ah
Look what you done
First to be doubted but second to none
Found me a thottie, she wasn’t the one
Now she the reason for what I become

I’m going numb, I cannot feel
Used to be fake cause I thought it was real
Fuck with my fami I go for the kill
Ask anybody, don't know how to chill

[Hook]
Ice cold
Bitch I’m movin on flight mode
I been workin all night hoe
This the fast life
Give me road head I might drive slow
Ice cold
Bitch I’m movin on flight mode
I been workin all night hoe
This the fast life
Give me road head I might drive slow
[verse]
Look at this
How you a man and throwin fits?
Homie you look like a hoe and bitch
It’s pretty impressive I must admit

You been talkin shit
About this and that
You ain’t got a life
We know its a wrap
Go get your bitch
She just hit me back
Said you made her block me
You fuckin mad

I ain't never seen a grown man throw fits like children
This my house, you are under my ceilings
In your feelings
Get the fuck out of here
You say you thriving, you know we doubt it here

God damn
Look what you done
First to be doubted but second to none
You was my homie, but now you my son
Now you the reason for what I become
Woah