"GOD" lyrics

Talking to God, like
(Play this record as frequently as possible)
Talking to God, like
Talking to God, like
Talking to God, face to face with my makeup
Start to feel bad asking too many favors

Yvngxchris in this bitch, cmon, cmon
Chrissy in this bitch cmon, cmon (E-yeah)
About to skrt this shit, skrt, skrt
About to burn this shit, yuh, yuh
My God, he know I've been grinding so hard
Might call me a [?]
I'll promise I'll stop, but this shit is hard
I think it's the shit that I came from
Geeked up out my mind go me so annoyed (I'm so annoyed)
Why do you like playing with my head? Do you enjoy it?
Couldn't give a fuck what he said, Christian clear out noise
Pussy boy I know what you meant, send that boy to the void
(Look mom I'm in YVNGXWORLD)
Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet
In my own world, I don't see no hater
In that big body, shit is so omega
We gon' get that shit, she spun like a tornado
I get sad and I call up my paper my bitch bad
And I see that ho later for that ass, backwards, I'm a rotator
Pray to God, yeah, that's how my soul made ya

Talking to God, like
(Play this record as frequently as possible)
(I'm talking to talk back) Talking to God, like (I'm talking to talk-)
(I'm talking to talk back) Talking to God, like (G-g-gang-)
Talking to God, face to face with my makeup
Start to feel bad asking too many favors
(Cut that bitch off)