Tory Lanez - BDay lyrics

[Intro] When I drop, ni**a, I'ma drop easy Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah [Verse 1] When I drop, ni**a, I'ma drop easy TikTok, big Glock, big Glizzy I'ma ball, I was broke for every BDay Get the money, split it with my ni**as each way I be pimpin' these hoes, no, it ain't easy When I cash out the stack, I'm glitchy b*tch I'm blowin' money fast like Meech, ayy Still I wear the same sweats for like three days Give a fu*k 'bout these hoes, I gotta eat, yeah I got places to go, people to meet, yeah I be duckin' these fu*k ni**as and the leechers ni**as cheatin' thesе blogs, how they be reachin' Roll my reefеrs in logs, b*tch I be chiefin' I hate to seem like a boss, they know I'm glitchin' Ayy, ayy, b*tch, I'm glitchin' They out here ridin' the wave, they in the deep end I call her for some shorty, she and her three friends I'm dippin' off in a Rolls They call me three hundred thousand, baby, I'm livin' large, yeah Pre-ownin' houses, baby, I'm thinkin' smart, yeah She wanna pull up 'cause she know I keep it G.I. Joe to deceased, I'm glitch, I know, yeah, yeah [Chorus] When I drop, ni**a, I'ma drop easy Knowin' that you pussy ni**as couldn't see me It ain't promised so you gotta live it each day So I gotta fu*k it up for my BDay, ayy, ayy, ayy fu*k it up, fu*k it up, fu*k it up for my BDay, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Can't nobody tell me nothin', it's my BDay, ayy, ayy, ayy fu*k it up, fu*k it up, fu*k it up for my BDay, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy fu*k it up, fu*k it up, fu*k it up for my BDay [Post-Chorus] Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah [Verse 2] In the Grove, shoppin', lookin' like CJ Wholesale with a pound like BJ ni**a fu*kin' with my money, he catchin' three fade That ni**a play with me funny, I give him three days Real talk, motherfu*ker, I'm glitchin', yeah Tell a bum ni**a straight, "Stop leechin'" Down in Miami, the Bentley on the highway I feel like Fetty, I seen the girl swingin' my way Momma gobblin', wobblin' on a vibrate That toppy feelin' metropolis when she slide, babe She dropped an ice cube on it like Friday Lil' mama price too, too, too high, bae If you really with the gang, then you gon' sign in VVS's in my chain, them b*tches blindin' Twenty thousand in the stand, b*tch, can you find 'em? ni**as, they don't understand, b*tch, I'm a grinder Hustlin' knives, big duffle of cash My money is stashed, the police comin', sh*t, I'm duckin' and dashin' From the twenty, the thirty, baby, sh*t a bucket of cash Prayin' that you fake ni**as never last like that, ayy [Chorus] When I drop, ni**a, I'ma drop easy Knowin' that you pussy ni**as couldn't see me It ain't promised so you gotta live it each day So I gotta fu*k it up for my BDay, ayy, ayy, ayy fu*k it up, fu*k it up, fu*k it up for my BDay, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Can't nobody tell me nothin', it's my BDay, ayy, ayy, ayy fu*k it up, fu*k it up, fu*k it up for my BDay, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy fu*k it up, fu*k it up, fu*k it up for my BDay