Luyện nghe bài hát Yung God

Yung God when I up
Not too that can fuck with me
Never hung up on the
I cant afford that of luxury

Howd I get so
Howd I get so
Im boutta do a in Paris
I Im feelin like I made it

deposits off of bein a prophet
Turnin into riches way too big for my pockets
Baby girl Im a
I suggest you

While you scalin out your pride
I was my options
Like aint no room in my pictures for I end up croppin
Ive been movin and flippin and livin like Im poppin

Im the yung owner
and Im not sober
Yea they had me on but ill be done in Cctober
You dont have to love me me

But you gon to fuck with me
You dont have to me love me
But you gon have to fuck me
Yung God I ride up

Not too many can fuck with me
hung up on the bullshit
I cant afford that of luxury

I get so faded
Howd I get so

Im boutta do a in Paris
I swear Im feelin I made it
Society reduce me to simplicity
But little do know that Im designed by the divinity

Not up in your rules
Im with the infinity
Baby your eyes
Youll realize that youre me
Sip

Flip problems
Flip hoes into 16's ahhh shit

I get so faded
Howd I get so

You have to love me love me
But you gon to fuck with me
You dont to love me love me
But you gon have to with me