Luyện nghe bài hát Yung God

Yung God I ride up
Not too many that can fuck me
Never hung up on the
I cant afford that type of

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

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

you were scalin out your pride
I was weighing my
Like no room in my pictures for bitches I end up croppin
Ive been movin and flippin and livin life Im poppin

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

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

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

I get so faded
Howd I get so

Im do a show in Paris
I swear Im feelin I made it
tryna reduce me to simplicity
But do they know that Im designed by the divinity

Not wrapped up in your
Im intertwined with the
Baby close your
Youll realize that feelin me
Sip

Flip problems
Flip these into 16's ahhh shit

Howd I get so
I get so faded

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