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
I get so faded
Im boutta do a show in
I swear Im like I made it

Makin deposits off of a prophet
Turnin visions into way too big for my pockets
Baby girl Im a
I you acknowledge

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

Im the yacht owner
Bitch and Im not
Yea they had me on probation but ill be done in
You dont to love me love me

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

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

Howd I get so
I get so faded

Im boutta do a in Paris
I swear Im like I made it
Society tryna reduce me to
But do they know that Im designed by the divinity

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

Flip these
Flip these into 16's ahhh shit

Howd I get so
I get so faded

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