Meaning and Lyrics of Birthday by 41

Intro: Kyle Richh
(Hahaha)
It's your birthday? (Yeah)
(MC, make another hit)
Bring around the shots (Shot o'clock)
And all the thooties make sure you shake that ass (Project, Project X)
KR, rounds on rounds
Go (Rounds on rounds, Project, Project X)
Rounds on rounds on rounds

Chorus: Kyle Richh
Team full of shooters, so bring all the scouts (Swish)
Baow, baow
It's your birthday, you gotta get loud (Like, damn)
Baow, baow
Wide hips and her booty is round (Like, damn)
Ow, ow, ow
Rounds on rounds on rounds (Like, damn)
Double shot, we could take it together
We can sip and get high as stilettos (Heather)
In the party, I'm lookin' for Heather
Like, ass fat, throw it back on the denim (Heather)
Baow, baow, baow
Punish the pussy, I'm makin' it wetter
Ow, ow, ow
She wanna leave, I'ma— (f**k)

Verse 1: Kyle Richh
She wanna leave, I'ma let her (f**k that bitch)
She can leave him a letter
To be honest, I just wanted head, like
Once I get my nut off, I get up
Hide me from your bestie 'cause she gon' get jealous
She know that I'm treatin' her better (Word to bro)
VVS 1, it's a buck on the setup (Yes)
Almost made me a milli', like, why would I let up? (Like, damn)
Shots on shots (Shots)
It's her birthday, we go to the moon
She, she like chocolate shrooms
In Cavali, the DJ replayin' my tunes (Like, damn)
Let's take a trip to the room
Make her sit on the dick like a stool (Yes, yes)
And we don't do the patty, we like 1942
Break, break it on me
Come here, lay it on me (Like, damn)
Break, break it on me
Come here, lay it on me (Like, damn)
Break, break it on me
Come here, lay it on me (Like, damn)
Why the f**k is you playin' with me?
I'm what these n****s is aimin' to be, bitch

Chorus: Kyle Richh & Jenn Carter
Team full of shooters, so bring all the scouts (Swish)
Baow, baow
It's your birthday, you gotta get loud (Like, damn)
Baow, baow
Wide hips and her booty is round (Like, damn)
Ow, ow, ow
Rounds on rounds on rounds (Like, damn)
Double shot, we could take it together
We can sip and get high as stilettos (Heather)
In the party, I'm lookin' for Heather
Like, ass fat, throw it back on the denim (Heather)
Baow, baow, baow
Punish the pussy, I'm makin' it wetter
Ow, ow, ow
She wanna leave, I'ma— (Grrah)

Verse 2: Jenn Carter & TaTa
She wanna leave, but her shit be too drippy (Woo), gave her an umbrella (Have an umbrella)
I cannot fall for the set up (Fall for the set up), my diamonds so cold that it beef with the weather (Beef with the weather)
It's your birthday so we could get deader (We could get deader), like
Think I wanna party with Heather (Party with Heather)
Give her flowers, it's gettin' her wetter (Gettin' her wet)
She said she wan' shower, let's do it together (We do it together)
f**k, I think that I'm trippin' (Think that I'm trippin'), this Don in my cup, it's gon' f**k up my vision (f**k up my vision)
What? This Wocky I'm sippin' (Wocky I'm sippin'), this shit got me fallin' like I'm Peter Griffin (I'm Peter Griffin)
Baby, come closer the sky is the limit (Sky is the limit)
And off Casa da Migos, she gettin' explicit (Gettin' explicit)
I can't focus, I only see digits (Only see digits)
And if we f**k, keep it low like that shit was a midget (Grrah, grrah, d******d)

Verse 3: TaTa & Kyle Richh
He said he better than me when he step in the spot, you hear nothin' but crickets
She told me, "Be gentle," so I put the tip in
I'm posted in starlets with bottles and bitches (Bottles and bitches)
I'm steppin' through flexin', they look where my wrist it (Look where my wrist is)
Buy her Van Cleef like every day was Christmas (What the f**k?)
Cosmo and Wanda, I'm grantin' her wishes (Grantin' her wishes)
She a baddie, she doin' the dishes (Doin' my dishes)
She a baddie, she doin' the dick (Doin' the dick)
Off the liquor, tryna get up in her
I'm way too drunk, I'm killin', I can't see though (I can't see)
It look like I hit a lick off the casino (Oh my God)
It's your birthday, so play this shit back (Play this shit back)
It's her birthday and her booty fat (Baow, baow)
BBL body and she got the jatty (She got the jatty)
I'm tryna see where the thooties is at (Where is the thooties?)
Yo, Touch

Chorus: Kyle Richh
Team full of shooters, so bring all the scouts (Swish)
Baow, baow
It's your birthday, you gotta get loud (Like, damn)
Baow, baow
Wide hips and her booty is round (Like, damn)
Ow, ow, ow
Rounds on rounds on rounds (Like, damn)
Double shot, we could take it together
We can sip and get high as stilettos (Heather)
In the party, I'm lookin' for Heather
Like, ass fat, throw it back on the denim (Heather)
Baow, baow, baow
Punish the pussy, I'm makin' it wetter
Ow, ow, ow
She wanna leave, I'ma— (f**k that bitch)

Outro: Kyle Richh
Like, damn
4s, grrah
4s on top, like, it's forty-one shots
f**k