Little Birthday

Woke up at like six And I'm feeling like shit Must've stayed up drunk 'till four And it must've been clipped It was early when I dipped Now there's a bunch of clothes on the floor And I don't know what to say to you Besides f*ck you, Just kidding But if I see you at that little birthday Imma scream out F*CK YOU If I see you it'll be a worse day On a Thursday afternoon I've been sippin like I'm super fucking thirsty Trynna drown out the memory of you And I don't know what could be a worse way Of trynna scrub out the memories of you It seems like just the night before You were sitting, waiting, at my front door I don't wanna drop you off No I don't wanna help you It seems like yesterday I was feelin great Got me in a daze Now I'm feelin super bored I can't help you Bitch (bitch) And if I see you at that little birthday Imma scream out F*ck you If I see you it'll b a worse day On a Thursday afternoon I've been sippin like I'm super fucking thirsty Trynna drown out the memory of you And I don't know what could be a worse way Of coping, all this shit from you