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Yung God by Russ
Lyrics & Translation
English
Yung God when I ride up
Not too many that can fuck with me
Never hung up on the bullshit
I can't afford that type of luxury
How'd I get so faded
How'd I get so faded
I'm boutta' do a show in Paris
I swear Im feelin' like I made it
Makin' deposits off of bein' a prophet
Turnin' visions into riches way too big for my pockets
Baby girl I'm a star
I suggest you acknowledge it
While you were scalin' out your pride
I was weighing my options
Like ain't no room in my pictures for bitches I end up croppin'
I've been movin' and flippin' and livin' life like I'm poppin'
I'm the young yacht owner
Bitch and I'm not sober
Yeah, they had me on probation but I'll be done in October
You don't have to love me love me
But you gon' have to fuck with me
You don't have to love me love me
But you gon' have to fuck with me
Yung God when I ride up
Not too many that can fuck with me
Never hung up on the bullshit
I can't afford that type of luxury
How'd I get so faded
How'd I get so faded
Im boutta' do a show in Paris
I swear 'Im feelin' 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
Im intertwined with the infinity
Baby close your eyes
You'll realize that youre feelin' me
Sip G-I-N
Flip these problems
Flip these hoes into 16's ahhh shit
How'd I get so faded
How'd I get so faded
You don't have to love me love me
But you gon' have to fuck with me
You don't have to love me love me
But you gon' have to fuck with me
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Yung God by Russ
Yung God* (original Russ)
Yung God when I ride up
Not too many that can fuck with me
Never hung up on the bullshit
I can't afford that type of luxury
How'd I get so faded
How'd I get so faded
I'm boutta' do a show in Paris
I swear Im feelin' like I made it
Makin' deposits off of bein' a prophet
Turnin' visions into riches way too big for my pockets
Baby girl I'm a star
I suggest you acknowledge it
While you were scalin' out your pride
I was weighing my options
Like ain't no room in my pictures for bitches I end up croppin'
I've been movin' and flippin' and livin' life like I'm poppin'
I'm the young yacht owner
Bitch and I'm not sober
Yeah, they had me on probation but I'll be done in October
You don't have to love me love me
But you gon' have to fuck with me
You don't have to love me love me
But you gon' have to fuck with me
Yung God when I ride up
Not too many that can fuck with me
Never hung up on the bullshit
I can't afford that type of luxury
How'd I get so faded
How'd I get so faded
Im boutta' do a show in Paris
I swear 'Im feelin' 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
Im intertwined with the infinity
Baby close your eyes
You'll realize that youre feelin' me
Sip G-I-N
Flip these problems
Flip these hoes into 16's ahhh shit
How'd I get so faded
How'd I get so faded
You don't have to love me love me
But you gon' have to fuck with me
You don't have to love me love me
But you gon' have to fuck with me
Yung God (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Joven Dios cuando llego
No muchos que puedan joderme
Nunca me quedo atascado en tonterías
No puedo permitirme ese tipo de lujo
¿Cómo me puse tan puesto?
¿Cómo me puse tan puesto?
Estoy a punto de hacer un show en París
Juro que siento que lo logré
Haciendo depósitos por ser un profeta
Convirtiendo visiones en riquezas demasiado grandes para mis bolsillos
Nena, soy una estrella
Sugiero que lo reconozcas
Mientras tú estabas sopesando tu orgullo
Yo estaba sopesando mis opciones
Como que no hay espacio en mis fotos para perras que termino recortando
He estado moviéndome y volteando y viviendo la vida como si estuviera en la cima
Soy el joven dueño de yates
Puta y no estoy sobrio
Sí, me tenían en libertad condicional pero terminaré en octubre
No tienes que amarme, amarme
Pero vas a tener que joderme
No tienes que amarme, amarme
Pero vas a tener que joderme
Joven Dios cuando llego
No muchos que puedan joderme
Nunca me quedo atascado en tonterías
No puedo permitirme ese tipo de lujo
¿Cómo me puse tan puesto?
¿Cómo me puse tan puesto?
Estoy a punto de hacer un show en París
Juro que siento que lo logré
La sociedad intenta reducirme a la simplicidad
Pero poco saben que estoy diseñado por la divinidad
No envuelto en tus reglas
Estoy entrelazado con el infinito
Nena, cierra los ojos
Te darás cuenta de que me estás sintiendo
Bebe G-I-N
Resuelve estos problemas
Convierte a estas putas en dieciséis ahhh mierda
¿Cómo me puse tan puesto?
¿Cómo me puse tan puesto?
No tienes que amarme, amarme
Pero vas a tener que joderme
No tienes que amarme, amarme
Pero vas a tener que joderme
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