Yung God (Explicit) Lyrics
Yung God - Russ
Written by：Russ
Yung god when I ride up ride up
Not too many that can f**k with me f**k with me
Never hung up on the bullsh*t
I can't afford that type of luxury
How'd I get so faded faded
How'd I get so faded faded
I'm boutta do a show in Paris
I swear I'm feeling like I made it
Makin' deposits off of being a prophet
Turnin' visions into riches way too big for my pockets
Baby girl I'm a star
I suggest you acknowledge
While you were scalin' out your pride
I was weighing my options
Like ain't no room in my pictures for b**ches I end up cropping
I've been movin' and flippin' and livin' life like I'm poppin'
I'm the yung yacht owner
B**ch and I'm not sober
Yea they had me on probation but I'll be done in October
Come on
You don't have to love me love me
But you gon' have to f**k with me f**k with me
You don't have to love me love me
But you gon' have to f**k with me f**k with me
Yung god when I ride up
Not too many that can f**k with me f**k with me
Never hung up on the bullsh*t
I can't afford that type of luxury
Hwd I get so faded
Howd I get so faded
I'm boutta do a show in Paris
I swear I'm feeling like I made it
Society tryna reduce me to simplicity
But little do they know that I'm designed by the divinity
Not wrapped up in your rules
I'm intertwined with the infinity
Baby close your eyes
You'll realize that you're feeling me
Sip GIN
Flip these problems
Flip these h**s into 16's ahhh sh*t
Howd I get so faded
Howd I get so faded
You don't have to love me love me
But you gone have to f**k with me f**k with me
You don't have to love me love me
But you gone have to f**k with me f**k with me
You don't have to love me love me
But you gone have to f**k with me f**k with me
You don't have to love me love me
But you gone have to f**k with me f**k with me