Lil Baby, Gunna - Our Year lyrics

Gunna, Gunna, Baby
4PF, YSL, yeah it's our year

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

Drive that bitch and go crazy
All blue hunnids big faces
Four pockets full, Lil Baby
Catch me a jet and go to Vegas
Chauffeur from a 63 AMG Mercedes
VVSs on me and they banging
Fuckin' on a nigga old lady
I was tryna grind like the 80s
I had to stack it tall took
A whole lot of patience
Spend a dime nigga money ancient
'Til I hit the mall and I
Fell in love with Maison
Money growing feeling like I'm aging
Pour a four of syrup let me taste it
Attached to the paper we related
Big racks, money conversation

Big racks
Money talking nigga that's all I hear
Told every one of my niggas this our year
Pulled the Bentley truck to the clear port
Go and board the Lear
I'ma hop out, drip, drip in the flyest gear
Everything came from Saks Fifths
Bitch got Dior all on her lips
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 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
Jumped on a lear
Left the pack in the hood text my ho
Told a bitch I ain't coming back

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

Big racks
Money talking nigga that's all I hear
Told every one of my niggas this our year