Daddy's Birthday

Dropped out of school and bought myself a chain

I must've taught myself a million things

I'm out the trap, I can sell anything

I wish I would allow myself to hear that sold dream

I pray my daughter never ever experience no train

I told her Colgate, baby, you gotta keep your teeth straight

Yeah, bae, I'm flexing, ex textin'

Brand new 'rari, Smith and Wesson

Made myself a baller, want my credit, yuh

Speaking of credit, bailiff owe me, I got credit, yuh

Vroom, V12, y'all ain't ready at all

Trapping B's, I'm like hurry up and buy

Extra draco for my pops 'cause his birthday 4th of July

I'm so busy, it makes me feel like I'm in and out my kids' lives

Ooh, ooh, ooh (I'm the father of six babies, you know what I'm sayin'?)

New coupe, new shoes (New coupe, brand new shoes)

Red bottoms, I'm kickin' shit, I'm flossin' on you fools

Cameltoe big, I see the print inside her suit

Rose gold my jewelry up, and I'm in and out it, too

Fuck 'em by the two and let 'em travel with a few

All this fuckin' money has me switchin' out my boo

I'm livin' right and they ain't ever read a book

Chanel vintage, you can put it on the books

The way I whip that body, charging me with cruelty, aye

Yeah, don't try to stop me, don't you try to knock me

You see me got these crackers in the backpack

You gotta forgive my heart, I don't mean to stunt like that

(I don't mean to do that to you, know what I'm sayin')

Red bottoms on, I'm at Met Gala (I'm 'bout to spaz)

Ain't playin', yeah, I want every problem

Two thousand dollars for the newest snake collar

Vintage swagger, head dollar

Rock clean, Balmain (Let's get it)

Vintage swag (Vintage hoe) New Celines (Just want my glasses)

Hands dirty, watch me turn 'em clean

Lil' shawty hot, kerosene

I'ma kill by any means, favorite sound ching-ching

I spray her face with my genes, I'ma turn up with my team

New condo on 17th, I turned none to something

AP match my jeans, Converse is McQueen

Patek for my queen, gambling for these coins

Mattress in front of the swing, private jet livin' (Pussy ass ****)

I'm on go like beam, new bag with no strings

I put ice in my cup, indoor pool, no chlorine

Dropped out of school and bought myself a chain

I must've taught myself a million things

I'm out the trap, I can sell anything

I wish I would allow myself to hear that sold dream

I pray my daughter never ever experience no train

I told her Colgate, baby, you gotta keep your teeth straight

Ooh, ooh, ooh

New coupe, new shoes, ooh

Red bottoms, I'm kickin' shit, I'm flossin' on you fools

Cameltoe big, I see the print inside her suit

Rose gold my jewelry up, and I'm in and out it, too

Fuck 'em by the two and let 'em travel with a few