Young God - Lord$ lyrics

[Verse 1: Rof G] Shotty of the molly now she p**y poppin' with no problem Supreme n***a we stay trippy off the loud pack trappin months for the high fashion Pour another fourth of that potion supreme n***as we be off it Shotty giving neck trying to pull a Kim K got a bad b**h in Houston She be turnt all of that potion Dior coat got me stunting Stacking riches, getting b**hes Tryna put my whole team on we getting it Got a bad lil b**h tryna lick lick On my dick man but I'm trying to get rich so i told that b**h to kick it To the right Cause I'm trying to get this money Trying to get my motherf**ing team right Trying to put my mom in a big a** estate with her name on her license plate Im trying to get it With the Premes Trying to show these n***as that they ain't ready for it Got the creativity of the motherf**ing Kanye Call me young Kanye with this fashion sh** haannf Rof G [Verse 2: Young God] Supreme n***a Young God n***a All my n***as they mob n***a Through the streets n***a That all black Yeah we mob n***a that A$AP Hell yeah, chi town, chi-iraq Where the guns clap and them n***as lay on the ground flat They dont give no motherf** yeah they like that Got a bada** b**h yeah I like that In the pa**enger riding She be homicidin We don't give no f** Cut them open see whats inside em' Hell yeah n***a [?] All my n***as got them choppers Chop em like some chop sticks Give no f**s my n***as got it Hell yeah what the f** you mean f** you mean? Smoking that weed and sipping that lean Goddammn, that n***a cold n***a We don't give no motherf** sneeze cold n***a goddamn Freestyle too wavy n***as talking sh**, y'all n***as talking crazy We don't give a mothef** these n***a Fugazi [Outro: Rof G & Young God]