Its My Birthday

When I dip You dip We dip Bitch I stick and move I got a big glock on my hip If that boy act a fool Okay bool 5 racks on and in my jeans I walk like I talk If that nigga moving wocky Then we line him out in chalk You niggas bark But never bite Boy we back it out on sight I'm fucking ya wife I dirty my sprite It was one helluva night I tote my strap I never lack Hoe that's a fact Told him get back Cuz he too close My chopper hot I keep a toaster At your car like rolling rosters I'm off it I do this often Exhausted From all the coughing Exotic Know I be sparking No drive by Nigga we parking We moving tact 59 niggas and allem the HATS MAXK IN THE BAXK