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Alrightusa - The Year Lyrics

[Intro]
Here we go, they don't know, where we goin' baby
Here we go, they won't know 'till we hit the pavement
[Hook]
Fought back and beat myself
Ran shit you're welcome hell
Pray that we see no shell fucked up upon that shelf
Seventeen years, seventeen beers down
One of them ears, one of them years down
So don't tell me you, gon' gon' give up now
[Verse 1]
Chuggin' and drippin' and sippin' off that bottle bottle
Screamin' and crying and flyin' as wе hit the throttle
Remеmber the times, remember the flies (Oo)
Remember the tries, remember the lies (Oo)
Upon that shit (I guess so )
Upon that bitch (Damn right)
I smell that check (I really do)
I want that brick
I don't need you
I need that bag
I don't need you
I need that bag
[Pre Chorus]
Alright, alright (Ay ay)
Alright, alright (Ay ay)
Alright, alright (Ay ay)
Alright, alright (Ay ay)
[Hook]
Fought back and beat myself
Ran shit you're welcome hell
Pray that we see no shell fucked up upon that shelf
Seventeen years, seventeen beers down
One of them ears, one of them years down
So don't tell me, that you don't need me
[Verse 2]
I'm tired of all you fuckin' bitches snitchin', lippin'
To all the motherfuckers who be driven
Keep that shit to yourself g
Pockets so fat but that's all because of me yeah
It's all because of this, me and the boys never miss (Ay ay)
We like to play up in that bliss, we like to flip it and then dip (Ay ay)
[Hook]
Fought back and beat myself
Ran shit you're welcome hell
Pray that we see no shell fucked up upon that shelf
[Verse 3]
I think he needs some heavy fuckin' sleep
Some fuckin' niche fashion and some fine cuisine
Some pocket cash that go hella' fuckin' deep, hella' deep (Woah)