Good Year Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Yeah, this my good year, I'm finna turn this fuckin' city up
That tour crazy, seein' pretty ladies lift they titties up
She said she wanna ride, I told that lil' bitch, giddy up
I'm finna bust it down and kick her out, right back on other stuff
Nah, I don't need no flags, my gang got me like they my last
First you gon' see that flash, in a couple seconds, hear that brr
Nigga talkin' shit and he got murked, like I took that cash right from the clerk
And you know I did that work, ha-ha, ha-ha
They try to talk on internet, catch him at the stop sign
I follow like a dot line, then hit him with that Glock 9
He gon' live, actin' like he alright, but he not fine
I hit him from that trail, then I call it like it's dame time
I got a foreign whip, I don't need no keys, that push is start
These niggas gettin' mad, cuz they can't fuck with me, from end to start
When I touch that topic, it can hit your heart, it's gon' hit your chest, make it, rip apart
Shop online, put it in that car, cuz you need a repairing from my bar, yeah, this my good year
I'm finna turn this fuckin' city up
That tour crazy, seein' pretty ladies lift they titties up
She said she wanna ride, I told that lil' bitch, giddy up
I'm finna bust it down and kick her out, right back on other stuff
Nah, I don't need no flags, my gang got me like they my last
First you gon' see that flash, in a couple seconds, hear that brr
Nigga talkin' shit and he got murked, like I took that cash right from the clerk
And you know I did that work, ha-ha, ha-ha
Say we don't got the same last name, you like my stepchild
I linked your mother, that's wild, she callin' me the best now
She said I got the best smile, well baby, thanks for the compliment
I called her son incompetent, I'm knowin' why you hid him den
I got all these broads in the bed before me
But I wrapped it up, I ain't goin' no Maury
Why? Cuz when you get on the screen, you finna switch the story
They fuck with me on my road to glory
Say I stay in my lanes, I feel like Tory
knock you out your mind, its gone be like we been finding Dory
Yeah, this my good year, I'm finna turn this fuckin' city up
That tour crazy, seein' pretty ladies lift they titties up
She said she wanna ride, I told that lil' bitch, giddy up
I'm finna bust it down and kick her out, right back on other stuff
Nah, I don't need no flags, my gang got me like they my last
First you gon' see that flash, in a couple seconds, hear that brr
Nigga talkin' shit and he got murked, like I took that cash right from the clerk
And you know I did that work, ha-ha, ha-ha