Uber Everywhere (Freestyle) Comethazine

[Intro]
Yeah, ayy, yeah

[Verse]
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