Uber Eats Lyrics – Pay Gotti

October 10, 2026 3 Min Read

“Uber Eats” is an English language song by Pay Gotti and released on the 9th of October 2026. Pay Gotti is recognized as the singer, composer, and lyricist of the song and hence contributes towards the vocal performance, music composition and song writing of the release. This involvement of the artist in multiple creative aspects results in a distinct artistic creation in terms of his musical directions. The song name “Uber Eats” is based on a popular food delivery service and hence provides a distinctive and contemporary title. From the title alone, it could be seen that the song utilizes common references, food delivery service or modern lifestyles to generate identity, although actual content of the song depends on the lyrics. This contemporary song title may also generate interest among listeners interested in contemporary English songs. The involvement of Pay Gotti as a performer, composer and lyricist means that he is actively involved in the song creation process. No album is mentioned in the details of the song. Overall, “Uber Eats” becomes a distinctive song in terms of the contemporary title and involvement of the artist in different creative aspects.

Uber Eats Song Info

Song Information	Details
Singer	Pay Gotti
Composer	Pay Gotti
Lyrics	Pay Gotti
Album	—
Release	9 Oct 2026
Language	English

Uber Eats Song Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, can you hear me though?
Hey

Strap a glizzy, gun fire on the east
Two up top a wack a G
Bussin’ out the cut and left Lil Huey in the street
Brought it to his door, just call me Gotti Uber Eats
Talk this way ’cause I’m a nigga that got sins
Hopping out for two days
Getting niggas popping, playing 2K
Hit his Ricky, Tony, Bobby, Boosie, hey
Show me what it do, bae
I don’t fuck with Tony, but I do skate
Kick flipping through their shit, tryna spank one
Top hat, kill shit in that Desert, I’m the main one
Blitz fast, shoot shit rapid fire, niggas can’t run
Send a drone and get him gone, bitch I’m James Bond
Yeah, yeah, yeah
D3, dog got shit to do, so he just take trips
Right behind him, racks should pay the bills, but I pay shit
Calm down, what’s with all these niggas and these face kits?
Shake that shit, lil mama, come and fuck it up
I’d kick a bitch up in her teeth before I kick this cup
Told a bro, “I got a dub if you go get him one”
Shoot the fuck up out him, get the best, I got the bitter gun
Yeah, yeah
Fuck threes, you can’t say my name if you ain’t popping nothing
Real Js, let’s go shoot a vid, don’t do the prop guns
If he ain’t jumping out the whip, then he cannot come
Yeah, it’s only killers in this G-L-E
Slim thick, and she got some lips, I like ’em bun a bee
760 split a wig, you can’t just run from these
A body shot’ll get it done, I’m busting double Ds
Uh

Hey, strap a glizzy, gun fire on the east
Two up top a wack a G
Bussin’ out the cut and left Lil Huey in the street
Brought it to his door, just call me Gotti Uber Eats
Talk this way ’cause I’m a nigga that got sins
Hopping out for two days
Getting niggas popping, playing 2K
Hit his Ricky, Tony, Bobby, Boosie, hey
Show me what it do, bae
I don’t fuck with Tony, but I do skate
Kick flipping through their shit, tryna spank one

Nigga
Yeah, kick flipping through their shit, tryna
Tryna spank one
Nigga, yeah, homies
Come on, hey, hey
Hey, hey
(Instrumental fades out)