Real Bish Bday (Remix)

[verse] It’s a fake bish birthday. Lost my job, got paid today. Don’t matter, I’ma celebrate. Ugh, ugh, look— [trumpet solo] [verse] I been smoking again, I lost my job again , its party time, like yesterday [verse] My fake bish day, Baby did I tell you I love you? You are too good for me. (aaaa aaa aaa aaa) I am no good for you, You know it’s true, But I can’t let go of you. [Chorus] ‘Cause it’s a fake bish birthday, What you tryna do tonight? Don’t matter, we gon’ get lit. You gon’ make a sad bish wanna play. Bring your whole crew tonight, The car service on the way. Ugh huh, Ugh huh, ugh huh, Ugh huh, ugh huh. [trumpet solo] [Verse] I stumble where you walk so true, Still I am reaching out for you. My darkness fades when you draw near, My lustful heart becomes sincere. (ooo) (Ho! Ha! Ho!) [Verse ] I’m lying ‘bout the date tonight, Screaming that it’s mine tonight. I’m so greedy, needy, reckless, Got no shame but still I shine. I want that free sht, Shots on your tab sht, And my toxic bishes, they pull up— Oh my goodness. Oh bish, I got fired and it’s like that, But the shots on ice make it bite back. It’s my birthday, (Well, not really…) But the cake taste sweet when you feed me. All the bosses throwing shade, But I’m out here getting paid, And if a hating ho forgot, Oh bish, we everything you not. [Verse 3] Big B-Day energy, It’s a made-up holiday just for me. It’s my birthday, That and those and these, I get what I want when I want. It’s my birthday, Even if I lied, bish, I still make the party look sweet. It’s my birthday, Damn I look good. Say I don’t— I wish a bish would. [chorus] aaaa oooo aaa I stay up all night, I like to smoke and play, drinking late feels so right, oooo aa ah ah eee I don't know what I will see When I sleep alone and it’s just me. I've tried to change my ways, but I can't break free. [Bridge / Dancehall break] (Turn up the place!) Oh God, Got no paycheck but I still go hard. (What di bloodclaat) Pose off, Gyal you broke but you still got sauce. When this song come on, get loose. See the birthday girl? Point and shoot. You lying, baby, but it’s cute. [trumpet solo] ooo aaa ooo (ooo aaa ooo) You’re a flame that heals my night, I’m the dark that dims your light. Still our hearts, they beat the same, Caught between the good and flame. [Final Chorus] ‘Cause it’s a fake bish birthday, What you tryna do tonight? Don’t matter, I’ma get mine. You gon’ make a sad bish wanna slay. Bring your whole crew tonight, The car service on the way. You’re too good for me, (You’re too good for me), (ho! Ho! Ha!), But I can’t turn away. Your light cuts through, It pulls me into day. ooo aaa ooo I am no good for you, But I still want you to stay. [verse] Happy, happy birthday, Bish I said it’s my birthday. Happy, happy birthday, Call the shots, it’s my birthday. Happy, happy birthday, Even if it ain’t my day. Happy, happy birthday, Fake bish birthday. You are filled with life, I am filled with desire and sin. Yet you call out to me and pull me in. I don't know how to be a better bish, but I want to try, (aaaa aaa aaa aaa) [outro] oooo oooo why do you want me? I don't see what you see in me, But I am grateful for your love, you’re all I need.