My Year Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
We sippin' fruity things in here like apple pie, we don't drink beer
Don't try to hop up on my track, tone-deaf boy, like you can't hear
Don't think I'm gon' go fuck a four, no Shane Dawson, he ain't here
I'll cast a spell up on your ass, Harry Potter, butter beer
Ex-Mafia Lieutenant, fuck with me, I'll cut off both your ears
I got a brand new bitch and I can bet she'll ride this dick for years
The lesbian bitch is suckin' me, she facin' all her fears
In 2024, I be gettin' hoes, yeah, it's all my year
A pack is not enough to get me right, bitch, you're kiddin' right?
I fucked yo' bitch, that's somethin' light, like a Miller Lite
I'm gettin' higher than a kite, oh, that's my kryptonite
Kidnap your bitch and take her on my flight, private flight
I fuck a bitch to get me right, mile-high club to Belgium, right
I love this bitch when I fantasize, love her more in real life
I splash in his bitch like Curry, right, glazin' her like Flight
I'm catchin' bitches, Jerry Rice, McCaffrey at fuckin' Rice
I knock her out the park like Barry Bonds (or at least I once was)
I remember fuckin' that bitch and takin' her to prom (garage)
Bitch, get on your knees for me 'cause I am your God (God)
I go hard like"six Dogs" this ain't no façade (façade)
She don't compare to a person, she is"oh my God"
Oh my God
She is the craziest person, she can get it, oh my, oh my God
I am the wildest person
Uh, I'mma show you some purpose with this dick and a Birkin
We sippin' fruity things in here like apple pie, we don't drink beer
Don't try to hop up on my track, tone-deaf boy, like you can't hear
Don't think I'm gon' go fuck a four, no Shane Dawson, he ain't here
I'll cast a spell up on your ass, Harry Potter, butter beer
Ex-Mafia Lieutenant, fuck with me, I'll cut off both your ears
I got a brand new bitch and I can bet she'll ride this dick for years
The lesbian bitch is suckin' me, she facin' all her fears
In 2024, I be gettin' hoes, yeah, it's all my year