Birthday (Intro) Lyrics

Smoking on strong

Smoking the game, I don't need me a bong

Choking on dank

Seedy weed, you know you wrong

He trying fuck me right out of my thong

Bitches be beefing because of a song

Keep a doll with me like I was King Von

Keep a bag on me or make it by dawn

Keep me a John, but my name ain't Shawn

I came, I conquered, now I'm gone

These bitches be broke, I'm the rich homie Quan

I'm an artist, I'm the hottest

When I step in the spot, I'm taking ya spot

Spin ya block

Hmph, I'm making it hot

Five percent tint, but I ain't talking Travis Scott

I don't want your hoe, she a thot

Claim she the queen, when she drop, its gon flop

I'm just keeping it hot

Talk shit, I'm a blow up ya spot

Bitches be hating, but love me a lot

When mi come mi a kill a bloodclot

And when mi leave right Anna pot crotch

I'ma stunt on you bitches, just watch

I'ma stunt on you bitches, just wait

Think I'm going through it, but I'm doing just great

Bitches hate, I ain't fake

None of you bitches could ever relate

Hungry for beef, but eating off of my plate

You bitches be fucking for eighths

You bitches be fucking for coke

He asked for my number and I told him nope

These niggas purposely dropping the soap

She driving a lamb, but I'm still the goat

Didn't give me no cash, I'm a turn up and spazz out

Fuck it, I'm fixing to leave

Now he nervously whipping his cash out

He finna crash out, "baby please"

He gave me the keys to his Bentley truck

You a snitch bitch

You'd let a guinea fuck

My nigga keep the semi tuck

Bitch, I stay on the road like a semi truck

And I really don't give a fuck

I'll be the first to tell you that you suck

Leave a bitch flat like her tummy tuck

Put in work every month so they'll know it's not luck

Pink Acid : Continued…

I love myself, chanelica tribute

Bitch, you a replica

I be laughing to the Banks like Erica