Comethazine - Uber Everywhere (Freestyle) lyrics
[Comethazine - Uber Everywhere Freestyle lyrics]
Yeah, ayy, yeah
East side of the Louis
That's where I was made
I grew up 'round them niggas that'll
Put you in yo' grave
Trappin', movin' work when I was
In the third grade
Youngest nigga in the trap
I was gettin' payed
I'm still flippin' packs and countin'
Paper 'til this day
But now I'm droppin' heat
Out here workin' like a slave smokin' gas
Got me stuffed like I'm in the maze
Just got a new shipment in
Of that Purple Haze i'm kinda like eBay
But I deliver the same day
Fuckin' hoes after shows, yeah
I guess I got it made
My ex bitch she me shinin'
Now she wish she would've stayed
Baby bottles for the lean, fuck around
Throw a parade
I keep that 9 on me like my name
I feel like Deebo
I might come finesse yo' chain
My bitch bad as hell, lookin' like Kim K
Racin' in that Lamborghini
Don't need no Uber today
Got that AK in the trunk
Let it eat just like a cheesecake
Aim it at a nigga if I
Hear that nigga talkin' shade
My niggas don't play games
We do not like arcades
Got niggas that'll pull yo' card
Like we playin' Spades
Ballin' like I'm Jeremy Lin in the old days
Take a trip down to Florida just
So I can surf the waves
She rubbin' on my hair
She say that she like my waves
I pointed at her lips
I say that I like yo' face
I raced her to my room, yeah
I came in first place
I scored a home run with that bitch
You only got to first base
Now she now she hit me up
Talkin' 'bout she wanna chill
It was only one night
You the one that needs to chill
I'm runnin' out of lean
I need to get a refill
This bitch really trippin'
Tryna tell me how she feel
Who she think I am? I am not Dr phil
East side of the Louis
That's where I was made
I grew up 'round them niggas that'll
Put you in yo' grave
Trappin', movin' work when I was
In the third grade
Youngest nigga in the trap
I was gettin' payed
I'm still flippin' packs and countin'
Paper 'til this day
But now I'm droppin' heat
Out here workin' like a slave smokin' gas
Got me stuffed like I'm in the maze
Just got a new shipment in
Of that Purple Haze i'm kinda like eBay
But I deliver the same day
Fuckin' hoes after shows, yeah
I guess I got it made
My ex bitch she me shinin'
Now she wish she would've stayed
Baby bottles for the lean, fuck around
Throw a parade
I keep that 9 on me like my name
I feel like Deebo
I might come finesse yo' chain
My bitch bad as hell, lookin' like Kim K
Racin' in that Lamborghini
Don't need no Uber today
Got that AK in the trunk
Let it eat just like a cheesecake
Aim it at a nigga if I
Hear that nigga talkin' shade
My niggas don't play games
We do not like arcades
Got niggas that'll pull yo' card
Like we playin' Spades
Ballin' like I'm Jeremy Lin in the old days
Take a trip down to Florida just
So I can surf the waves
She rubbin' on my hair
She say that she like my waves
I pointed at her lips
I say that I like yo' face
I raced her to my room, yeah
I came in first place
I scored a home run with that bitch
You only got to first base
Now she now she hit me up
Talkin' 'bout she wanna chill
It was only one night
You the one that needs to chill
I'm runnin' out of lean
I need to get a refill
This bitch really trippin'
Tryna tell me how she feel
Who she think I am? I am not Dr phil