Luyện nghe bài hát Yung God

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

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

Makin off of bein a prophet
visions into riches way too big for my pockets
Baby Im a star
I you acknowledge

you were scalin out your pride
I was weighing my
aint no room in my pictures for bitches I end up croppin
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 in Cctober
You dont to love me love me

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

Not too many that can with me
Never hung up on the
I cant that type of luxury

I get so faded
Howd I get so

Im do a show in Paris
I Im feelin like I made it
Society tryna me to simplicity
But little do know that Im designed by the divinity

Not wrapped up in rules
Im intertwined the infinity
Baby close your
realize that youre feelin me
Sip

Flip these
Flip these hoes 16's ahhh shit

I get so faded
Howd I get so

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