I'm in the backseat of that Uber with my feet up She hit the bottom, now she actin' like a diddy I can't lock these hoes, they gettin' this up my head I just want these bands, I just need that brand I'm in the backseat of that Uber with my feet up She hit the bottom, now she actin' like a diddy I can't lock these hoes, they gettin' this up my head I just want these bands, I just need that brand I'm in the backseat of that Uber with my feet up She hit the bottom, now she actin' like a diddy I can't lock these hoes, they gettin' this up my head I just want these bands, I just need that brand Lately I've been sippin', sippin', livin' through the motions Movin' state to state to state, just got back from the ocean Now I'm back in town and it's clear that they noticed Bought the table with the ice to show them who to call this Oh man, you better face it Can't see me, then you better get lacy Big backwoods and my homies gonna blaze it I'm sippin' on the brown and I might just chase it off Shit, I had to go and get it poppin' just to show these hatin' bitches That I'm lookin' like the man now Yeah, I used to hit the club, now I'm standin' in the line Now I show up and it's clear that I stand out I ain't even rich, but I'm feelin' like the shit Bitch, I'm makin' my way and I'm comin' 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 it like a pitch Oh man, I'm in the backseat of that Uber with my feet up She hit the bottom, now she actin' like a diddy I can't love these hoes, they gettin' shit in my head I just want these bands, I just need that bread I'm in the backseat of that Uber with my feet up She hit the bottom, now she actin' like a diddy I can't love these hoes, they gettin' shit in my head I just want these bands, I just need that bread I'm like MD to LA, yeah, I've been on my cool shit Hangin' out with them ratchet hoes, I guess I've been on my tool shit At the club, I'm sippin', sippin', feelin' wavy like a cruise shit She call me an asshole and I'm pretty sure that that shoe feels like Oh, how do you do it, yeah, Greek boy and I'm fluent, yeah Last month, I was actin' up, me and my old girl was goin' through it, yeah But now I'm up on that east side, Wesleyan, I'm chillin' Hit the club, we fuck it up, my crew lit like we grillin' Oh, my good gracious, I just been patient Cravin' this paper, I swear I been chasin' I got the butts like I just got done shavin' I got the butts like I just got done shavin' I'm in the backseat of that Uber with my feet up She hit the bottom, now she actin' like a diddy I can't love these hoes, they gettin' shit in my head I just want these bands, I just need that bread I'm in the backseat of that Uber with my feet up She hit the bottom, now she actin' like a diddy I can't love these hoes, they gettin' shit in my head I just want these bands, I just need that bread