God lyrics

[Intro: Yung God]
And I f*cks wit' YG, all we f*ckin' do is grind-
And I f*cks wit' YG, all we f*ckin' do is-
And I-And I f*cks wit' YG, all we f*ckin' do is grind
f*ck wit' the devil but I never let him get a hold of me
Everyone-
Lil Fireworkz (Lil Fireworkz)
Huh, I'm finna cook up on this instrumental, n*gga, uh
I ain't playin' with you n*ggas, uh

[Verse 1: Yung God]
I'm the closest f*ckin' thing to a profit wit' all the sh*t I'm droppin'
They mad 'cause they can't stop this
Goin' down in history, they'll put me next to Ghandhi
Close my eyes now I can see, b*tch, my vision is my mind
And I f*cks wit' YG, all we f*ckin' do is grind
f*ck wit' the devil but I never let him get a hold of me
Everyone I f*ck wit' [?]
My mama is the only I trust that got ovaries
f*ck all you n*ggas and I mean that sh*t wit' honesty
n*ggas mad I done camе up in the economy
Ocean Gang, b*tch, I'm postеd right where the piranhas be
Smoke about a pound a week, reality is fantasy
Yung God, n*gga, I'm just a preacher that use profanity
Two nuts and one di*k, that don't make you a man to me-
Two nuts and one di*k, that don't make you a man to me-
Two nuts and one di*k, that don't make you a man to me
These n*ggas got the audacity to compare me to any n*gga in this galaxy
That's blasphemy, that's ignorant, you gullible
That's why your girlfriend is f*ckable
I heard 'em say I fell off
n*gga, that's so ironic, my money comin' by the multiple
Think like a criminal but don't mistake me for stereotypical
I done broke the mold of what's permissible
The wise man told me that what you see is unforgivable
And everything you hear is probably fictional, uh
[Interlude: Kev D & Yung God]
Kev D
God, God, God
God, God, God, hey

[Verse 2: Kev D]
Yeah, it's Kev D and Yung God again, we teamed up
f*ckin' wit' that Stoner Gang, you better have your prenup
People hatin' on me, knock 'em down and tie they feet up
See a bad b*tch in the spot, that pus*y gon' get beat up-
See a bad b*tch in the spot, that pus*y gon' get beat up-
See a bad b*tch in the spot, that pus*y gon' get beat up
See these others, tryna do it, they're mad lame
Sleepin' on a kid like me, you'll wake up wit' the backpain
Yeah, I do my best and I am fresh up off that cloud ten
Now I'm on another cloud, so I'ma need a pound then
They tried to drown me, they should the ocean is my home too
They only wanna do it for all the ho's that I run through
Never trust a b*tch, 'cause a b*tch will do you dirty
Sippin' on the lean, the color of my drank straight matches Kirby
Money in the back and the weed, I got it
How could I lie when I'm rollin' wit the profit
People wanna hate but they know they need to stop it
The liquor, I pop it, the goons, I got it
Capital 1, ho askin' what's in my wallet
Told a b*tch to eat a di*k, don't worry about my pockets-
Told a b*tch to eat a di*k, don't worry about my pockets
[Outro: Kev D]
Yeah, Kev D, Yung God
Young Stoner Gang, Ocean Gang, huh