Lil Baby, Gunna - Our Year Lyrics

Gunna, Gunna, Baby
Fuck with young YSL yeah it's our year

Yeah big racks, money talking
Nigga that's all I hear (big racks, but the money talk)
Told every one of my niggas this our year
Pulled the Bentley truck to the clear port
Go and board the Lear (board the Lear, board the jet)
I'ma hop out, drip drip in the flyest gear (flyest)
Everything came from Saks Fifths
My bitch got Dior all on her lips (Dior)
Let her ride, I'ma drive from the rear, yeah

Drive that bitch and go crazy (drive)
All blue hunnids big faces
Four pockets full, Lil Baby
Catch me a jet and go to Vegas
Chauffeur from a '63 AMG Mercedes (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Vvs' on me and they banging
Fuckin' on a nigga old lady
I was tryna grind like the eighties (had to)
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 ageing (yeah)
Pour a four of syrup lemme taste it
Attached to the paper we related
Big racks, money conversation (yeah)

(Big racks nigga) Big racks, money talking
Nigga that's all I hear (big racks, but the money talk)
Told every one of my niggas this our year
Pulled the Bentley truck to the clear port
Go and board the Lear (board the Lear, board the jet)
I'ma hop out, drip drip in the flyest gear
Everything came from Saks Fifths
Bitch got Dior all on her lips (Dior)
Let her ride, I'ma drive from the rear

Told Gunna Gunna lil' kid this our year
you dig what I'm sayin' bro?
She got starstruck by the stars in the wraith
she know I ain't playin' though (I ain't playin')
I ran them bands up (ran up them bands)
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
Jumped on a Lear, left the pack in the hood
Text my hoe, told her bitch I ain't coming back (never coming back)

Yeah big racks, money talking
Nigga that's all I hear (big racks, but the money talk)
Told every one of my niggas this our year
Pulled the Bentley truck to the clear port
Go and board the Lear (board the Lear, board the jet)
I'ma hop out, drip drip in the flyest gear (flyest)
Everything came from Saks Fifths
My bitch got Dior all on her lips (Dior)
Let her ride, I'ma drive from the rear

Yeah big racks, money talking nigga that's all I hear
Told every one of my niggas this our year