Video Im God de Ahmac 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ahmac - Im God Lyrics

[Chorus]
Like where?
Back outside of that strip club, I'll blow three hundred bands in the air
Like woah, ayy
Margiela on me, not even fair (Woah)
White Lamborghini to go with the Double C, bitch I was talking Chanel (Yeah)
I could ride like any beat I feel like I was Yeat, that's just minus the bells (Yeah)
So much money that I made in a motherfucking year, bitch, we giving 'em hell (Huh)
Yeah, my diamonds hit, dawg
Presidential my wrist, fat than a bitch, shit look like Rick Ross
(Oh, woah)
My Patek don't tick, Patek my bitch, this ain't no TikTok (Woah)
That money, I get, money I flip
Bitch, I'm a big boss (Woah)

[Verse]
All this honey I'm getting I toss (Woah)
Told this bitch she can get what she want (Woah)
I got narcotics in me, I'm talking the opium, I feel like I'm boutta fall
Ecstasy in me, I'm growing tall
I just popped me a bean, I feel gone
Hennessy, what the fuck going on?
All these different type substances I'm on (Yeah)
She wanna travel the world
This bitch say she want the diamonds and pearls
Think I'm in love with this girl, but this bitch, she want me to buy her the world (Ha)
His bitch not stupid, she know what she worth
I break you down like Lamar on the turf
I'm in that Hellcat, I'm pushing the earth
Whole lotta blue in my pocket, no Smurf
[Chorus]
Like where?
Back outside of that strip club? I'll blow three hundred bands in the air
Like woah, ayy
Margiela on me, not even fair (Woah)
White Lamborghini to go with the Double C, bitch I was talking Chanel (Yeah)
I could ride like any beat I feel like I was Yeat, that's just minus the bells (Yeah)
So much money that I made in a motherfucking year, bitch, we giving 'em hell (Huh)
Yeah, my diamonds hit, dawg
Presidential my wrist, fat than a bitch, shit look like Rick Ross
(Oh, woah)
My Patek don't tick, Patek my bitch, this ain't no TikTok (Woah)
That money, I get, money I flip
Bitch, I'm a big boss