[Intro: The Yung God]
Yeah!

[Verse 1: Gino Driggs]
They never asking how my time is spent
They always saying my text never sent
They never listen is what they had meant
They got two faces like they Harvey Dent
You listen to hate it but praise it instead
That's when you realize and say your amends
You hate to say this, that it's been on your head
But turns out that Sam is as good as they said
The best from my city, one day that's a gimme
You wanna roll with me?... too bad you're a bust
Tony and Vinnie will always be with me
Man, I guarantee that they no one like us
Why you gotta be sus?
Already know that it's make it or bust
Already know that you never gon' blow, and I'm always gon' show, and she never gon' trust
Gino!

[Hook: The Yung God]
On our way, on the up-up
Keep them lames on the hush-hush
You ain't the squad, don't trust us
Run the city, just us
Just us
Just us
Run the city
Just us
Run the city
We run the city
On our way on the up-up
Keep them lames on the hush-hush
You ain't the squad don't trust us
Run the city, just us

[Verse 2: Ylti]
Fuck my troubles, I just stuffed em all in this joint
When it's just us, is the only times I enjoy
I'm too high to care about them, so why do you care about them?
Where's your head at, girl?... can you text a pinpoint?
Yeah
Nothing popping up on my iPhone
Holy moly my eyes are red
Holy moly my eyes are low
I'll be smoking dozier, till I am dead
I'm on a roll, like butter
I do wanna roll another
I don't wanna roll with others
It's just us, steamroll the others
Ylti!

[Hook]
On our way, on the up-up
Keep them lames on the hush-hush
You ain't the squad, don't trust us
Run the city, just us
Just us
Just us
Run the city
Just us

[Verse 3: The Yung God]
We run the city, that's laps
We run the city, no track
Ain't fucking with me, they trash
When they send shots I just laugh
Ima artist, they just rap
Ending careers, back to back
Don't give em slack, I'm bout to snap
Me, Gino, Yl put the 8 on the map
(Hol' up)
Just popped a pill, now I'm lifted (gone!)
Bean after bean, I'm addicted (yeah!)
They got it fucked up, got it twisted
They shoulda listened, it's what we predicted (uh!)
We've been running shit but you already knew
They just started shit that we already do
Think you wanna test us?... you already lose
You a no name bitch, you already "who?" (uh!)
Making hits, don't pay for hits
They hate The God, like they atheist
My ex hoes, be the craziest
And this flow, be the laziest
Man I'm out this world, like an alien
Need a bad bitch, Ukrainian
My heart been froze, Canadian
You a lil bitch, Pomeranian
Yeah!

[Hook]
On our way, on the up-up
Keep them lames on the hush-hush
You ain't the squad, don't trust us
Run the city, just us
Just us
Just us
Run the city
Just us