BIRTHDAY Lyrics

Spice

I treat every day like it's my birthday, best at talkin' shit, we give it to him in

The worst way

This bitch see the water on us, she act thirsty

I count guap til the last day of the week like it ain't Thursday

Foreign truck, we treat it like a car, that bitch go vroom

This go faster than a bitch fuck up your ears, it's sonic boom

Foreign shit all on my body, this ain't no fruit of the loom

Them white people see me drivin' crazy, they call me a coon

Yeah, I heard him on the songs, but in real life that boy don't live like that

That whip ain't in his name, drove for a day and had to give it back

Ass so fat, it hang over her thighs, how it sit like that

Niggas hate me, but yeah, they despise, I just went through racks

If I see me in her foreign, coupe bitch, I be mad too

Lil' bitch hit my cup and she got stuck, that's a statue

Hit this bitch once, now she goin' nuts, them some cashews

Now she on my body, she ain't leavin', she a tattoo

I treat every day like it's my birthday

Best at talkin' shit, we give it to him in the worst way

This bitch see the water on us, she act thirsty

I count guap til the last day of the week like it ain't Thursday

Foreign truck, we treat it like a car, that bitch go vroom

This go faster than a bitch fuck up your ears, it sonic boom

Foreign shit all on my body, this ain't no fruit of the loom

Them white people see me drivin' crazy, they call me a coon

Shit, he ain't talkin' money, I can hear it

Rappin' bout them shooting, but that's not the shit he did

He puttin' on fool's gold, that ain't no real piss

I get mad and put Rick Owens on, I be throwing fits

Niggas leachin' bout this money, swear to God, it feel like lipo

A lot of niggas workin' for that dream, but they don't plan o

Hit this bitch first night and she wasn't even in the plan, though

I just spread the money with them Benjis, it's a fan ho

Like my pockets, color of the outside of a cantaloupe

If we was in the jungle, I'd be lion, you'd be antelope

Blues in my pocket, but it's nun on me to hand a hoe

Bob the builder, I don't do construction, keep the hammer though

I treat every day like it's my birthday

Best at talkin' shit, we give it to him in the worst way

This bitch see the water on us, she act thirsty

I count guap til the last day of the week like it ain't Thursday

Foreign truck, we treat it like a car, that bitch go vroom

This go faster than a bitch fuck up your ears, it sonic boom

Foreign shit all on my body, this ain't no fruit of the loom

Them white people see me drivin' crazy, they call me a coon

Spice, ayy, ayy, Spice

Spicy talk shit, shit

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah