Our Year Songtext
von Lil Baby & Gunna
Our Year Songtext
Gunna, Gunna, Baby
4PF, YSL, yeah, it′s our year
Big racks, money talking, nigga, that's all I hear (big racks, money talking)
Told every one of my niggas this our year (this our year)
Pulled the Bentley truck to the clear port, go and board the Lear (board a Lear, board a jet)
I′ma hop out, drip, drip in the fliest gear (fliest)
Everything came from Saks Fifths (Saks Fifths)
My bitch got Dior all on her lips (Dior)
Let her ride, I'ma drive from the rear (from the rear)
Drive that bitch and go crazy (drive)
All blue hunnids, big faces (big faces)
Four pockets full, Lil Baby (Lil Baby)
Catch me a jet and go to Vegas (go to Vegas)
Chauffeur from a 63 AMG Mercedes (skrrt, skrrt)
VVS on me and they banging (banging)
Fuckin' on a nigga old lady (lady)
I was tryna grind like the 80s
I had to stack it tall, took a whole lot of patience (stack it up)
Spend a dime, nigga, money ancient
′Til I hit the mall and I fell in love with Maison (fell in love)
Money growing, feeling like I′m aging (I'm aging)
Pour a four of syrup let me taste it (lemme taste it)
Attached to the paper we related (related)
Big racks, money conversation (yeah, big racks, nigga)
Big racks, money talking, nigga, that′s all I hear (big racks, money talking)
Told every one of my niggas this our year (this our year)
Pulled the Bentley truck to the clear port, go and board the Lear (board a Lear, board a jet)
I'ma hop out, drip, drip in the fliest gear (fliest)
Everything came from Saks Fifths (Saks Fifths)
My bitch got Dior all on her lips (Dior)
Let her ride, I′ma drive from the rear (from the rear)
Told Gunna, Gunna lil' kid this our year, ou dig what I′m sayin' bro? (What I'm sayin′ bro)
She got starstruck by the stars in the Wraith, she know I ain′t playin' though (know I ain′t playin')
I ran them bands up (I ran them bands up)
Dressed like I′m sponsored by Louis Vuitton
Givenchy, Chanel, YSL, I'm a don
Four pockets full, get them in by the ton
Look at my bitch, how she stunt on they ass, she got class, she got every bag (she got every bag)
Jumped on a Lear, left the pack in the hood, text my hoe told a bitch I ain′t coming back
Big racks, money talking, nigga, that's all I hear (big racks, money talking)
Told every one of my niggas this our year (this our year)
Pulled the Bentley truck to the clear port, go and board the Lear (board a Lear, board a jet)
I'ma hop out, drip, drip in the fliest gear (fliest)
Everything came from Saks Fifths (Saks Fifths)
My bitch got Dior all on her lips (Dior)
Let her ride, I′ma drive from the rear (from the rear)
Big racks, money talking, nigga, that′s all I hear
Told every one of my niggas this our year
4PF, YSL, yeah, it′s our year
Big racks, money talking, nigga, that's all I hear (big racks, money talking)
Told every one of my niggas this our year (this our year)
Pulled the Bentley truck to the clear port, go and board the Lear (board a Lear, board a jet)
I′ma hop out, drip, drip in the fliest gear (fliest)
Everything came from Saks Fifths (Saks Fifths)
My bitch got Dior all on her lips (Dior)
Let her ride, I'ma drive from the rear (from the rear)
Drive that bitch and go crazy (drive)
All blue hunnids, big faces (big faces)
Four pockets full, Lil Baby (Lil Baby)
Catch me a jet and go to Vegas (go to Vegas)
Chauffeur from a 63 AMG Mercedes (skrrt, skrrt)
VVS on me and they banging (banging)
Fuckin' on a nigga old lady (lady)
I was tryna grind like the 80s
I had to stack it tall, took a whole lot of patience (stack it up)
Spend a dime, nigga, money ancient
′Til I hit the mall and I fell in love with Maison (fell in love)
Money growing, feeling like I′m aging (I'm aging)
Pour a four of syrup let me taste it (lemme taste it)
Attached to the paper we related (related)
Big racks, money conversation (yeah, big racks, nigga)
Big racks, money talking, nigga, that′s all I hear (big racks, money talking)
Told every one of my niggas this our year (this our year)
Pulled the Bentley truck to the clear port, go and board the Lear (board a Lear, board a jet)
I'ma hop out, drip, drip in the fliest gear (fliest)
Everything came from Saks Fifths (Saks Fifths)
My bitch got Dior all on her lips (Dior)
Let her ride, I′ma drive from the rear (from the rear)
Told Gunna, Gunna lil' kid this our year, ou dig what I′m sayin' bro? (What I'm sayin′ bro)
She got starstruck by the stars in the Wraith, she know I ain′t playin' though (know I ain′t playin')
I ran them bands up (I ran them bands up)
Dressed like I′m sponsored by Louis Vuitton
Givenchy, Chanel, YSL, I'm a don
Four pockets full, get them in by the ton
Look at my bitch, how she stunt on they ass, she got class, she got every bag (she got every bag)
Jumped on a Lear, left the pack in the hood, text my hoe told a bitch I ain′t coming back
Big racks, money talking, nigga, that's all I hear (big racks, money talking)
Told every one of my niggas this our year (this our year)
Pulled the Bentley truck to the clear port, go and board the Lear (board a Lear, board a jet)
I'ma hop out, drip, drip in the fliest gear (fliest)
Everything came from Saks Fifths (Saks Fifths)
My bitch got Dior all on her lips (Dior)
Let her ride, I′ma drive from the rear (from the rear)
Big racks, money talking, nigga, that′s all I hear
Told every one of my niggas this our year
Writer(s): Wesley Tyler Glass, Lil Baby, Sergio Kitchens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
