Yeat - Talk 2 God

I don't see the sun, I'ma take an ecstasy I'ma night fiend, yeah I just popped a bean (Ayy yo, Ian) Yeah, I just popped a bean, I just got the Rolls Royce seats Bitch I'm in the Cullinan, got curtains underneath All these bitches flawless, I call this bitch a sink Yeah, I wake up on a Sunday for service If you come to us with money, we need it urgent I've been doin' it a long time, not no virgin Yeah, launch out the coupe and let the birds in it Yeah, bitch told me she loves God, I'm high with the Gods Bitch you talked to God (hello, hello), oh my God Like somebody asks me questions off the opiates, I nod In a telly overseas, I'm in France with a broad All my clothes made, custom-built, they from Milan Call my twizzy crazy, cut the snakes up out that lawn My twizzy play the instrument, the mini Draco drum I just signed a deal, I'm up two milly, I think I won (Woo, woo) I just let the top down I just went in and sell it and the bitch don't wanna mop now When you get a lot of money, they start to flock around When you get a lot of bullshit, come and block it out Yeah, these ain't five percent windows, more like fifty now Every day I'm gettin' lifted, it's so silly now They tell me, go and break the rules 'fore I bring the ceiling down Yeah, and I know I'm on the X, yeah, I can feel it now You can tell I'm on a bad bend and I'm booting up You can tell just by the look, yeah, if they true or not Couple of years ago in the basement, had a noodle pot I don't give a fuck, I don't care at all Called up Eliantte, asking if he done cleaning my carats off I will take Percs on a bus, I took the nearest stop They money not worth nothing, yeah, ain't hearing y'all I be hanging with my demon, what I look like fearing y'all? Yeah, I just popped a bean Yeah, I just popped a bean I'm the bean man, yeah, yeah I just popped a bean, I just popped a Yeah, I just popped a bean, I just got the Rolls Royce seats Bitch I'm in the Cullinan, got curtains underneath All these bitches flawless, I call this bitch a sink Yeah, I wake up on a Sunday for service If you come to us with money, we need it urgent I've been doin' it a long time, not no virgin Yeah, launch out the coupe and let the birds in it Yeah, bitch told me she loves God, I'm high with the Gods Bitch you talked to God (hello, hello), oh my God Like somebody asks me questions off the opiates, I nod In a telly overseas, I'm in France with a broad