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comethazine - uber everywhere (freestyle) lyrics

[intro]
yeah, ayy, yeah

[verse]
east side of the louis, that’s where i was made
i grew up ’round them n-gg-s that’ll put you in yo’ grave
trappin’, movin’ work when i was in the third grade
youngest n-gg- 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
that’s a new [?] of that purple haze
i’m kinda like ebay, but i deliver the same day
f-ckin’ hoes after shows, yeah, i guess i got it [?]
my ex b-tch she me shinin’, now she wish she would’ve stayed
baby bottles for the lean, f-ck around, throw a parade
i keep that 9 on me like my name [?]
i feel like deebo, i might come finesse yo’ chain
my b-tch bad as h-ll, lookin’ like kim k
racin’ in that lamborghini, don’t need no uber today
got that ak in the trunk [?] eat [?] like a cheesecake
aim it at a n-gg- if i hear that n-gg- talkin’ shade
my n-gg-s don’t play games, we do not like arcades
got n-gg-s 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 b-tch, 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 b-tch really trippin’, tryna tell me how she feel
who she think i am? i am not dr. phil

- comethazine lyrics

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