Uber

I'm in the back seat of that Uber with my feet up

She hit the bottle, now she acting like a diva

I can't love these hoes

They gettin' to my head

I just want these bands

I just need that bread

I'm in the back seat of that Uber with my feet up

She hit the bottle, now she acting like a diva

I can't love these hoes

They gettin' to my head

I just want these bands

I just need that bread

I'm in the back seat of that Uber with my feet up

She hit the bottle, now she acting like a diva

I can't love these hoes

They gettin' to my head

I just want these bands

I just need that bread

Lately I've been sipping, sipping, living through the motions

Moving state, to state, to state, just got back from the ocean

Now I'm back in town, and it's clear that they notice

Bought the table with the ice to show them who the coldest

Oh man, you better face it

Can't see me, then you better get Lasik

Big backwoods and my homies gonna blaze it

I'm sipping on the brown, and I might just chase it all

Shit, I had to go and get it popping

Just to show these hating bitches that I'm looking like the man now

Yeah, I used to hit the club, out standing in the line

Now I show up, and it's clear that I stand out

I ain't even rich, but I'm feeling like the shit

Bitch, I'm making my way, and I'm coming up quick

We just pull up to the club, and they take us to the VIP

They gon' ask me for a drink, but I curve her like a pitch

Ah man

I'm in the back seat of that Uber with my feet up

She hit the bottle, now she acting like a diva

I can't love these hoes

They gettin' to my head

I just want these bands

I just need that bread

I'm in the back seat of that Uber with my feet up

She hit the bottle, now she acting like a diva

I can't love these hoes

They gettin' to my head

I just want these bands

I just need that bread

I fly M.D. to L.A.

Yeah, I been on my cool shit

Hanging out with them ratchet hoes

I guess I've been on my tool shit

At the club, I'm sipping, sipping

Feeling wavy like a cruise ship

She call me a asshole

And I'm pretty sure that that shoe fits

Like oh, how do you do it? Yeah

Greek boy, and I'm fluent, yeah

Last month I was acting up

Me and my old girl was going through it, yeah

But now I'm up on that east side

West V, and I'm chilling

Hit the club, we fuck it up

And my crew lit like we grilling

Oh, my good gracious

I just been patient

Craving this paper, I swear I been chasing

I gotta buzz like I just got done shaving

I gotta buzz like I just got done shaving

Ah man

I'm in the back seat of that Uber with my feet up

She hit the bottle, now she acting like a diva

I can't love these hoes

They gettin' to my head

I just want these bands

I just need that bread

I'm in the back seat of that Uber with my feet up

She hit the bottle, now she acting like a diva

I can't love these hoes

They gettin' to my head

I just want these bands

I just need that bread