[Lyric] Horse with a Limp (Period Tears)

[Austin]
Jorge, the album is shit. Finish the album, and pack up your bags. You're done. You're done. You're done. You're done

[Jorge]
Fuck it!

[Verse: Jorge]
Isaiah, your girlfriend is fucking ugly
Megan, please don't fuck me
The other Isaiah, don't mess with Mr. Depue
Or he will, mister, fuck you
Nick, get your hand out of your cunt and put down the McFlurry
Rachel, you're a fucking furry
Everybody already knows you're my bitch
Now you gave me herpes and my balls itch
The other Rachel, you're a ginger
That's an insult already
Tristan, uh, wait no, what the fuck, uh
I'll make a song of insults for you later
Sam, to be honest
Your Tweets and your beats are fucking lame
Ian, I know you're gay, get back in the shower
I'll come in an hour
Collin, what about your date
Oh wait
Kayla, cumming with Jesus
Please us
Alex, you look gay
Okay
Lauren ... I love this beat, okay
Lauren, is Nick home?
Oh, he's still in the closet?
He looks like a gnome
Where's Jason?
He went to the bathroom an hour ago
Oh, he went with Tyler, I bet they're making snow
Locker 166, don't leave your paper in there
But please, do leave your underwear
You're honestly just... wow
By the way, do you just not leave me?
That's pretty gay
But hey
I used your deodorant
Thanks
Made me smell nice like banks?
Alina, by the way, nice new photo
Went straight to my computer through digital motto
Thanks, love y'all, and have a nice day
I swear I'm not gay
Sam, these are horrible lyrics
I don't like them
[Austin]
Well, they're better than yours

[Outro: Twista]
Somebody in here it's your birthday (it's your birthday)
Somebody in here it's your birthday (it's your birthday)
Somebody in here it's your birthday (it's your birthday)
Everybody move like it's your birthday (Come on!)
Birthday? (Birthday) Birthday? (Birthday)
Birthday? (Birthday) Birthday? (Birthday)