Birfday - Good Gas, FKi 1st, Key!

Good job, 1st

It’s my birthday

Happy birthday, yeah

Ok, when the weed gone, hey, then I leave

My bitches don’t wear no Remi, but, uh, I bob and weave

I’m a motherfucker I know what my daddy see

Ay, he really wasn’t an op 'til I fucked his thot

Ouch

Ridin through the hills on some pills that ain’t E

Boy, you know you blessed left the penthouse a mess

She superwoman paint an «S» up on her chest

More moist, hey, put it on her face, hey

You annoy, get your shit and leave my place

«Bitch, he cray-cray,» hey

Ho, I’m Craig, and you Day-Day

Bitch, I’m fly, you just gon' mayday

«Oh my god»

Yup

Got your bitch in awe, these niggas they all

Ferrari California same color as Akon

Got your bitch in awe, these niggas they all

Ferrari California, same color as Akon

Bitch it’s my birthday keep that motherfuckin cake goin'

Bitch it’s my birthday keep that motherfuckin cake goin'

Bitch it’s my birthday keep that motherfuckin cake goin'

Bitch it’s my birthday keep that motherfuckin cake goin'

Good job, 1st

Happy birthday

It’s my birthday

Happy birthday

Yeah, yeah