Fuck the studio, I use my bedroom
With every track I drop you sense impending doom
All this power living in my space bar
I press it real hard
I'm a keyboard God

Sour face
Like you’ve been sucking on a Now and Later
Sour grapes
Too greed but you ate ‘em
Obsessed for haters
Keep talking that trash, gonna make me famous
I brought matches
And when my ass is done with the mother fucking stage
You can headline a pile of ashes

The more you think about me the more powerful I get
A fine, fine line between a hater and a fan

Get a lick, take a bite, have a taste
Copycat, swallow me
I’m your God, I’m your God
Rubberneck, play my songs, stalk my page
Show your friends cuz I’m living in your head all day
It’s your energy I want, want

When you think about me, I’m your God
When you think about me, I’m your God

When you think about me, I’m your God
When you think about me, I’m your God
When you think about me, I’m your God
When you think about me, I’m your God
When you think about me, I’m your God, God

You’re thinking ‘bout me late into the night, now
When you have a dream, I’m in the background
Adding to my play count
All over your news feed
Envy makes you crazy
But you can’t see to get your mind off me
Oh
I didn’t want to rule, but now I’m sitting on the throne
And you
Got your phone plugged in like you’re chained up to the wall
Because you’ve got to scroll, search my name
And do your fingers hurt zooming in on me
Love or hate you give me energy like I’m a deity

Love is in the eyes
Hate is in the heart
Lift my name to the skies
Just make sure you play your part
Haters on my timeline can jump off a cliff
Watch the precipice
If you talking shit about me
You don’t need a therapist
You need an exorcist
Instagram is like Bethlehem
You can go to hell, send a telegram
Twitter’s got so many sheep, they’re about to sacrifice another lamb
I don’t need another fake friend, but I will take a real enemy
Money, clout, and mental illness have become the new holy trinity
Cross me, I don’t get mad
I just look at it from the other angle
Devil might be in the details
But even Satan used to be an angel

Get a lick, take a bite, have another taste
Rubberneck, stalk my shit, swallow me
Copycat, secret fan, nibble on my crumbs
Sacrament, bow your head when you hear my songs

Cuz when you think about me, I’m your God
When you think about me, I’m your God

When you think about me, I’m your God
When you think about me, I’m your God
When you think about me, I’m your God
When you think about me, I’m your God
When you think about me, I’m your God

Think about me, think about me, think about me
I, I, I’m your, I’m your God
I’m your, I’m your, I’m your God
Cuz when you think about me, I’m your God
When you think about me, I’m your God
God