Look, I don't know who is still here But telling by the bottle, yeah, I'm gone too

And even women I used to really tend to Is still steering out of control with that new dude

At least I know I didn't fuck the destination Guess I was the only sense of navigation

Best to believe she would leave with no hesitation And come back to me like it's inauguration

Four years in the fucking making That made me so presidential

Bitches know all my info And a couple women that I only met a week or so

Is calling back and be like, boy, you got a sauce, so give me prego

I'm like, hell no, my life is too big It's something you can't lipo

I work out with a simple solution You **** try to be like me

You put it on your New Year's revolution And when you see me, you act like you never

Heard my new shit Even though your girl recording my steps

Like I'm on that fucking nupe shit And make a **** like you feel too sick

And when she come to New Orleans She said she wanna be on that Keith shit

Got me like, hey, hey, hey, it's my year, yeah

So pop a bottle for me And take a couple shots

And bring your homegirls And they all love me, yeah

Me and my squad, girl, we never gon' lose it Top Gun, you better know who gon' do it

504 girls doing their motherfucking best

And you already know Like I'm Big Freedia

And had a seven-ward hoe, she a real eater, yeah

And she used to call me on the fucking phone And be like, when y'all need her

Well, girl, I need you right now I'm simply in a runt

And she like, boy, you trippin' She told me smoke a blunt

I liked that shit and started reminiscing She's like, boy, you already got it

I knew it from the first time I saw you, who iconic, look

You not selling dope, but you still passing bars

And you can go farther than a motherfucking star

She's like, boy, you really fucking that smart

I know you really got it, just trust your fucking heart

And act cute and hit that fucking angle like geometry

Boy, never cross that fucking line with two dots

Cause I watch too many people get the fame and come divided

I know you got the money in your pocket

But keep it tuck, don't get too excited

****, you made it here with fake, not luck

Praise God for your talent and family

Cause you were never meant for a courtyard

And if you never heard me, well, I'm coming soon

I'm taking this shit back to the Superdome

Telling my girl that probably give me Superdome

And you too safe with this shit

I feel like insane how I blitz this shit

Cause it's my year

Pop a bottle for me

It's my year

504

It's my year

So say that you fucking with me

If this shit for me

Got you like going like ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Got a lil' bad lil' bitch from the side

My seven-ward girl won't fuck me on the side

My nine-ward girl won't suck me all the time

I'm like, okay, hey, hey, hey, hey, it's time

Bitch, Keith Paris, the mothafucka don

Hey, hey, hey, hey, it's time

So for you to know

It's my years